Chapter 2906: The Unknowable Time Traveler

"Me?"

The little princess seemed very nervous, after all, she had never done such a thing.

"Yes, you also need to exercise, and besides, this matter is very simple, isn't it?"

A Jie Li Na looked at Xia De again before taking the photo to change clothes. Dorothy winked at Miss Jia Lin Na's maid who had just brought A Jie Li Na, and the latter knowingly went to find someone to follow the little princess for a while.

Even if it was daytime, Dorothy would definitely not let A Jie Li Na perform the task alone.

"She indeed needs some exercise. Just reading books and learning from others won't cultivate a good Ringed Shushi."

After the maid left, Dorothy said this, and smilingly let Xia De guess whether A Jie Li Na could complete this task before lunch.

Xia De believed in A Jie Li Na very much. This was not only because of the major events the little princess had accomplished in the "Past Life," but also because he truly believed A Jie Li Na was very capable:

"She will succeed."

Xia De's feeling was correct. Before lunch, A Jie Li Na successfully brought back news of the flower-selling girl, and she could even explain the other party's background information in detail.

A Jie Li Na's method was very simple, and she also knew the power of the Carson Rick Kron. If an adult man like Xia De spent money to buy information about an underage flower-selling girl, it would of course be very suspicious, but A Jie Li Na, who looked like she came from an extraordinary background, doing so only made some greedy girls increase the reward for providing information.

"The person I want to find is called Jenny Cree, a poor girl from the old city area, 13 years old this year. The background investigation is completely normal, and no connection between her and the Berkeley Old Bookstore has been found."

Xia De read the simple report handwritten by A Jie Li Na, which was actually just one page, and Luweiya on the side asked:

"What is the relationship between the person the old shop owner is looking for and this flower-selling girl, do you guess?"

"The one the old shop owner is looking for should be her. Jenny Cree has no sister, and although her mother's age matches, the other party is not a flower girl. The old man and Jenny Cree should be related by time travel."

Xia De put down the page and touched the cat that was eating, then picked up the knife and fork:

"I used a beacon acorn in the morning, but I didn't feel any time travelers within the Vista City range."

"In the morning, that child definitely didn't leave Vista City!"

A Jie Li Na said immediately, and was very confident in her conclusion.

Megan wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled at Xia De:

"So, there really are time travelers who can escape your perception and the induction of the beacon acorn, right?"

"Maybe both are not time travelers, there is another story in this."

But Fu Luo La gave the opposite opinion:

"When Xia De first arrived locally, I thought the perception of the Ringed Shushi and the acorn of the Hermit Group must be reliable, but now I feel it's not necessarily so.

After all, from the perspective of the whole city, there are only one or two time travelers, which is too few. It's impossible that the era we came to Vista City is the low point of the local time travelers, right? Now is the period when the local time order is most chaotic."

But this also led to a brand-new problem: if there really were time travelers who could avoid Xia De's perception and the effect of the beacon acorn, then how did they do it?

The girl Jenny Cree didn't go to sell flowers in the morning, but stayed at home to help her mother who worked in the laundry to wash clothes. The water of the Aronson River in early winter hadn't frozen yet, so they worked by the river all morning.

After lunch, Xia De went to the old city area alone and saw the girl helping her mother hang the clothes downstairs in the slum. There was no trace of a time curse on her body, so Xia De couldn't give a conclusion as to who had the problem between her and the old shop owner of the old bookstore.

As for letting the girl go to that old bookstore, it was not a troublesome thing.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the door of the bookstore was pushed open, and the sound of the bell rang again. The old shop owner, who was checking an old book behind the counter, looked up and saw the girl who looked familiar but unfamiliar walk in from the door.

The girl who lived three streets away looked very nervous, but she still walked to the counter and handed the letter in her hand to the old shop owner:

"A gentleman asked me to send this letter over."

The old man, who tried his best to restrain his emotions, stood up and reached out to take the letter handed over by the short girl outside the counter. When the girl wanted to turn and leave, he called her again:

"Please wait..."

For a moment, the simple girl seemed to see tears flashing in the old man's eyes. His expression looked very strange at the moment, but the girl who hadn't grown up yet couldn't understand... this was not very similar to the expressions of those flower buyers who clearly sent flowers but were still broken up with.

"The gentleman who asked me to send the letter has already paid me. Do you want me to deliver a reply? But he has already left."

"I just want to say, do you want to eat candy?"

The old man asked, bent down and took out a candy jar from under the counter. After the little girl hesitated and thanked him, she stood on tiptoe and reached out to grab a handful from the candy jar, and then quickly left here. Although she was young, she was not ignorant after living on the street for many years.

When the door of the old bookstore was closed again, the old shop owner still stared blankly at the direction of the door, and it took a long time for him to cover his face and fall back into the chair, crying.

It took him a long time to control his emotions that were close to collapse. When he took his hand away, he found that Xia De had reappeared and was reading a book called "Midsummer Night's Wish":

"You cried so sadly just now."

He put the old book back on the shelf:

"I originally thought that the sound of me entering the door would make you control yourself, but it seems you didn't even notice that I came."

"Sorry, young man. Some people will see through life completely when they are old, but fools like me can't get out."

He spoke in a literary way, and after apologizing to Xia De, he went upstairs to wash his face before coming back.

Xia De looked at his pocket, guessing that the invitation letter he wanted was in it, but before getting the invitation letter, he had other things:

"If you don't mind, you can share your story with me. You have been holding it in your heart for so many years, you are actually very painful, right?"

"No, that's definitely not pain, that's expectation."

The old man corrected, although his eyes were still a little red, his emotions had stabilized.

He prepared tea for Xia De again before starting to tell the story of his life on this quiet Saturday afternoon:

"When I first met her, I was even younger than you look. At that time, she was also much taller than now, you know? When wearing high heels, she even looked taller than me."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously. Xia De picked up the tea cup and touched it with him, then asked curiously:

"Then how did you meet her? By chance?"

"No, no, I didn't live in the town when I was young. At that time, I lived in a village outside the town with my parents, working for Mr. Bennett. It was a winter, and there was a lot of snow that year. On the way back from sending food to my father at the farm with my mother, I met her appearing in the forest wearing thin summer clothes.

She said she was lost. My mother was a very good person. Although even I could see that something was wrong with her at the time, my mother still invited her to be a guest at our house."

"She stayed at your house for a long time, right?"

"Yes, she lived in our house from then on. She never mentioned her origin, but she was a girl who was very good at working. My mother liked her very much, and I liked her very much too."

The old man's vision seemed to cross time and see the scenery of his youth again:

"When did the relationship between me and her start to change? I don't know. It seems that unconsciously, we started to go to the forest to pick mushrooms together, sit on the grain pile to watch the stars together, and hide from my mother to say some whispers... until the summer of the second year, she suddenly told me one day that she was leaving."

"Going back, right?"

"Yes, she said she finally found a way home. She left in a hurry, only leaving the pocket watch with her photo to me, and then disappeared without a trace. At that time, the pocket watch was an expensive commodity that big figures like Mr. Bennett couldn't afford. People in that era didn't even know what a camera was.

After she left, I searched for her like crazy for many, many years. Later, my parents passed away, and I moved to the town to live. When I was thirty-five, one day I found an invitation letter in my mailbox, and then I went to that place."

He didn't explain to Xia De in detail what "that place" was:

"The people there told me that they could send me to see her, and clearly told me that what I met was a person from the future. But I didn't know what era she lived in, and I didn't even know her real name—she obviously didn't want to say.

But I knew I couldn't give up this opportunity, this might be the last opportunity. So I said 1835, and really came to that time. I didn't know if I chose the right date, so I opened this bookstore at the location of my home in Creekwood Town, and looked forward to the day she could push the door and come in... she was a girl who liked reading."

The melancholy story was not very long, and this was another story of waiting for a long time because of love. The old man behind the counter was just an ordinary person. After coming to 1835 from an earlier era, he lived here for 19 years, but didn't have the luck to meet the flower-selling girl by chance.

Or rather, that girl should have grown to the appearance similar to the girl in the old man's memory only in recent years.

If Xia De didn't come today, he would probably have to wait for many, many years, and might not even know until he passed away that the person he wanted to wait for had been born and was living not far from here. ===== CHAPTER 2907 =====