Mystery: The Star Key

Chapter 52: follow-up plan

Then they chatted all night.

It wasn't until the sky lit up that Schelling suggested that he had to leave.

Although Jennings and Joshua were very reluctant, neither of them spoke out.

However, before Schelling left, everyone hugged and said goodbye to Schelling.

Jennings stood and watched Schelling leave.

But after the door closed, Jennings went to the window, wanting to see Schelling's back one last time.

Last night, they chatted all night.

It was as beautiful as a dream.

Not only did Sherin drink and play cards with them as before, but he also chatted with them about the past seven months of his life.

He solemnly apologized to them for leaving without saying goodbye seven months ago, and in limited circumstances, explained to him and Joshua why he had left.

Of course, none of this matters to Jennings.

Importantly, Schelling is back.

Even if he explained that he was going to leave Backlund again soon, Jennings felt that it didn't matter.

What could be faster than a New Year's break with Schelling coming back to drink with them?

He did not forget their previous agreement.

Nor did he forget their friendship.

So, Jennings got up... up?

Jennings looked suspiciously at the blanket slipping off his body, and the bright sky outside the window and the almost identical impression he had just imagined.

It's just that Joshua slept on the reclining chair with sweetness.

He was also covered with a special blanket, and the fire in their fireplace still had a faint residual warmth.

So...is it a dream?

Jennings frowned.

He didn't quite believe it.

Because the dream just now was too beautiful and too delicate.

Even if Jennings was awake at this point, he could still recall every topic Schelling said in the dream, every tone of voice.

However, Joshua, who should have been awake, was sleeping, when was the blanket on him, and who was responsible for keeping the temperature of the fire in the fireplace.

Jennings is still a little dazed.

He looked around, and finally, on the table, he saw two Sonia blood wines.

Produced in 1314. The same as what they drank in their dreams.

Very precious and precious vintage.

Seeing this, Jennings' previous confusion was swept away.

Obviously, what just happened was a dream, not a dream.

Just like the dream that led him to find the sneak attack two days ago.

Jennings sat down on the sofa again, put his hand on his forehead, and let out a low laugh.

"Shellin, Sheerin." Jennings smiled and said silently to himself, "You're really too good of a friend."

Sunday, January 8, 1352, ten in the morning.

Melissa also welcomed New Year's holiday guests at home after Benson took Ruth to the maternity check-up.

"How was the chat yesterday?" Melissa asked with a smile after making black tea for Igna.

Of course she knew about Igna's plans yesterday. It can even be said that this small meeting was still her suggestion and matchmaking.

Jennings and Joshua only knew Sheerin Hill, not Ignatius Lilance. It doesn't matter, she just knows her.

"Good chat. Jennings and Joshua are happy." Ignatius laughed.

"They also shared with me your latest achievements, and an interesting encounter with the playwright 'Igna Lilance'."

"None of them mind my leaving without saying goodbye."

"So thank you, Melissa, I'm really happy," Igna said sincerely.

Since last week, his mental state has improved a lot.

And it was all thanks to the wise and wise Miss Melissa Moretti in front of her.

"No thanks." Melissa smiled, "Just be happy if you can."

She could feel that the state of the mystic was getting better and better.

After yesterday's night, he almost regained his previous demeanor.

"Then Igna, what are your plans next?" Melissa asked, "Do you want to continue traveling?"

She vaguely remembered that Igna had mentioned to her before, that before meeting her, he had been revisiting the places he had traveled in the past.

"No need." Igna shook his head with a smile.

"The purpose of travel is to recall and touch. It's not needed for now." Igna raised the corners of his lips and looked at Melissa seriously.

"As for the next plan..."

While speaking, Igna raised the space lightly with his hand.

In an instant, the two figures in the room disappeared. Together with the furniture, he entered another secret space.

In a safe and secret environment, Igna continued:

"Next, I will follow the advice of a sincere, kind, and intelligent lady."

"To find out why the 'mistake' happened."

"To find the traces of my real existence."

"Go and see if there are any compatriots who came into this world as 'wrong' as me."

Melissa was stunned, and then her cheeks suddenly flushed a little.

But after thinking about it, she still asked, "Do you have any ideas for these questions?"

"Yes." Igna nodded.

In fact, when he re-entered the small study above the gray fog last week, he found that there were many books on the desk that he had not read before. And Roselle's diary has also been updated. There are many more fragments of history and memory for him to look at.

In fact, when he regained his desire to explore, the records and secrets about the Fourth Epoch, the Second Epoch, and the First Epoch were slowly opened to him.

Yes, the answer was always there for him.

He is not the only one who needs to bear the suffering he is going through now.

There has been a kind senior who has already carried all this.

At this moment, he was waiting for his return at the front of the road.

"Then will you come to Backlund next?" Melissa continued to ask.

In fact, even though Melissa and Igna had a long talk in the room last time, she still didn't know where Igna's thoughts came from. And how he lived through what he said was that terrible assumption.

However, they have spent a lot of time together in the past two weeks.

Together, they made various preparations for the retrofit of Backlund rail transit. Melissa also thought of a lot of ways to try to restore Igna to her original state.

Now that the project has started smoothly, the mystic has returned to his former style, and he has begun to look forward to the future.

So, will he stay in Backlund? Is it true that their communication will return to the stage of letters? Melissa felt a little nervous.

"Yes." Igna said the answer that made Melissa almost elated.

"I will be in Backlund every Tuesday and Wednesday." Igna laughed, "I have some work to do in Backlund."

"What job?" Melissa blurted out.

Igna smiled and put his finger lightly on his lips.

"secret."

He didn't shy away from Melissa, the trust between them was enough for him to tell her frankly that he had a secret.

"It's not yet at the stage where I can tell you," Ignatius said.

"So, even if you are in Backlund, we have to communicate through letters, right?" Melissa asked after thinking about it.

Igna was stunned.

He was about to nod to confirm.

Because of his mission in Backlund, it was related to Miss Justice. Even the current task is only related to the plan, and the details have not been discussed further. But it has the highest confidentiality requirements, which is inevitable.

But Igna noticed a trace of loneliness in Melissa's expression.

Does she...do...

Therefore, Ignat replied after thinking carefully.

"In a few days, I may be more busy. Indeed...only by letter."

In answering ~www.readwn.com~ Igna looked at Melissa very seriously.

Therefore, the flash of loss in Melissa's black pupils did not escape Igna's eyes.

And this loneliness made Igna make up his mind.

"Before, our agreement was that Miss Courier would send you a letter every Monday morning." Ignat said suddenly.

"But... actually..."

Looking at Melissa's somewhat puzzled eyes, Igna took a deep breath and said in as normal a tone as possible:

"...Now I can also part-time messenger."

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