"Why are you suddenly asking about Huamei?"
"Su Jinxiu" stared at Liu Nanfeng with a peculiar expression.
"N-nothing, I just remembered it out of the blue and asked," Liu Nanfeng said nervously.
"Is that so? I haven't seen her in a long time either. I'll call her and ask her to come over this Sunday."
"Su Jinxiu" removed her hand from Liu Nanfeng's chest.
"Okay, I'll be going out then."
Liu Nanfeng, helmet in hand, fled in a panic.
Watching Liu Nanfeng's retreating back, "Su Jinxiu" wore a thoughtful expression.
Once far from home, Liu Nanfeng looked back and let out a long sigh of relief.
But then he became worried again; the events of the day were too bizarre.
If his mind was sound, it meant he had activated a golden finger. He was familiar with this trope, after all, he wrote online novels.
But his wife turning into his sister-in-law, and his sister-in-law turning into a monster, was something he found hard to accept.
He recalled the dream he had last night. It all seemed to be related to the elderly people in Heyuan residential area yesterday.
With that thought, he lost the mood to deliver food and rode his electric scooter directly to Heyuan residential area.
Along the way, he kept glancing at the heads of pedestrians, but he didn't notice anything unusual.
Since it was an old residential area and he was wearing his delivery uniform, the old man in the security booth didn't even glance at him. He rode his bike directly to building 4.
Looking at the dark building entrance, Liu Nanfeng hesitated for a moment before walking in.
As he passed the trash can, he couldn't help but peek inside, but unfortunately, the trash had already been cleared.
Perhaps it was because it was early in the morning, but he encountered several residents coming downstairs, which relieved Liu Nanfeng.
Arriving at the door of 603, Liu Nanfeng hesitated briefly, then raised his hand and knocked.
"Is anyone home?"
No one answered him.
He knocked again.
"Auntie, are you home?"
Still, there was no answer.
Liu Nanfeng assumed the person's hearing was poor and hadn't heard him, so he knocked heavily a few more times.
Just then, 604 suddenly opened its door, and an old man stood behind it, looking at him strangely and asking, "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for the auntie in 603," Liu Nanfeng quickly said.
"No one has lived in 603 for many years, where would there be an auntie?" The old man opened the security door and walked out.
"How is that possible? I delivered a meal to Auntie yesterday." Liu Nanfeng said in surprise.
The old man looked at him strangely and then said, "Young man, are you alright? I've lived here for nearly forty years, don't I know if anyone lives opposite?"
"This used to be Master Wei's home, who worked as a boiler operator at our machinery factory. Master Wei's son is successful and went abroad. After Master Wei and his wife passed away, this apartment has been empty. Where is there anyone?"
"That's not right, I received the order on my phone, there's a record..."
Liu Nanfeng quickly took out his phone and checked his order history, then stared in disbelief.
The order address on his phone was 3-603, not 4-603?
Did I get it wrong?
Just then, a colorful butterfly flew out from behind the old man and landed on his shoulder, catching Liu Nanfeng's eye.
Name: None
Race: Butterfly Demon
Cultivation: Thirty-eight years
Identity: One of deep affection, transformed from love. Mountains high and roads long, affection tied by a thread.
Past Cause: Can be triggered
At this moment, the colorful butterfly perched on the old man's shoulder suddenly took flight. Liu Nanfeng instinctively reached out and caught its wing.
The old man seemed to sense something and turned to look, but he was blind to the butterfly in Liu Nanfeng's hand and continued his way downstairs.
Liu Nanfeng also withdrew his gaze and looked at the colorful butterfly struggling in his hand.
At that moment, the butterfly suddenly transformed into a stream of light and pounced onto Liu Nanfeng's face.
Liu Nanfeng felt his consciousness begin to descend.
Looking up at the sky, the sky was like a mirror, a clear azure, dotted with a few white clouds, so beautiful it looked like a painting, giving it an unreal quality.
Looking down again, he realized that he was merely a consciousness, without a body at all.
Beneath him, an ancient city appeared in his "eyes."
As he continued to fall, the scenery grew larger, but his "field of vision" narrowed, finally landing on a road.
Various sounds immediately entered his "ears."
"You're like a fire in winter, your blazing flames warm my heart..."
"Erzi, Erzi, are you going to Peace Square after work..."
"Next stop Tangshan Road, hurry up if you're getting on..."
"Ding ding ding, please make way, please make way – Oops."
Liu Nanfeng followed the sound and saw a girl in a floral dress with curly hair riding a bicycle and crashing into a young man who was looking down at a map.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"How are you riding? Can't you see a living person?"
"I... I just learned to ride, I'm not very skilled yet. How about I treat you to a soda?"
"Soda? Forget it. Can you tell me how to get to the Radio Factory Number One?"
"Huh, you're going to the radio factory? Are you looking for someone?"
The girl noticed the large bag of luggage on the boy's back.
"I'm coming to work." The boy said proudly, puffing out his chest.
"Work? At this time?" The girl seemed surprised.
Employees of the radio factory were either assigned by schools or recruited by the government from society.
And it wasn't the graduation season, nor was there a recruitment fair, so it was naturally a bit strange.
"I'm here to take over a position." The young man's voice lowered considerably.
In the past, there was an unspoken rule in state-owned enterprises, which was essentially a disguised inheritance of a father's profession.
When a parent retired or was injured, one of their children could be arranged to enter the factory. This was very common in those times.
"You're Master Fu's son?" the girl asked, surprised.
Hearing this, the boy looked up, a look of surprise on his face.
"I heard about your father's situation. I'll take you."
The girl picked up her bicycle and motioned for him to put his luggage on the back seat.
"My name is Li Guizhen, what's yours?"
"Fu Dalong."
At this moment, Liu Nanfeng's body seemed to be pulled, drifting towards Fu Dalong.
Liu Nanfeng then noticed that Fu Dalong was the old man from 604.
"Master Fu used to work in the second workshop, and the factory will probably assign you to the second workshop too..."
"I'm in the technical department. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask me."
"Thank you..."
"You're welcome, Master Fu made contributions to the factory..."
Liu Nanfeng noticed that wisps of red energy were rising from both of them and intertwining.
However, it was very faint, very light, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.
As time passed, Liu Nanfeng realized he was experiencing Li Guizhen's life.