The room was very quiet. Four people, pan Yonggui and pan Xi'er, sat on the sofa on both sides of the tea table. Shi Xiaohai and Cen Jiayi are sitting on the bed. Pan Yonggui has a single room.

Shi Xiaohai cleared his throat and asked pan Xi'er, "first of all, why does she have the key to the wooden box?"

pan Xi'er sighed and said, "I regard her as my best friend. I'm not prepared for anything, and I can't run around with the key, so it's often put in the wing room."

Shi Xiaohai looks at her long white dress and shakes her head with a wry smile....