I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today-Chapter 890 - Snow Country

Chapter 890: Chapter 890 Snow Country

“Having a nightmare?” Shen Mo asked her.

Bai Youwei was in a daze for a while, then turned her face to look at the person beside her pillow, “…How did you know?”

Shen Mo smiled gently, brushed a strand of hair from her cheek, and said, “Just now your legs kept kicking out, you kicked me.”

Bai Youwei also smiled upon hearing this and rubbed her leg against him under the quilt, “Is it slippery?”

“Behave yourself,” Shen Mo admonished, holding her down and kissing her forehead, “Go back to sleep, don’t make a fuss in the middle of the night.”

Bai Youwei wasn’t sleepy.

She snuggled in Shen Mo’s embrace and closed her eyes for a while, then opened them again and said, “Get me the prop that Du Lai gave.”

Shen Mo was slightly startled, looked down at her, and asked, “You want to look at it now?”

“Yes,” Bai Youwei said, “I’m going to see it sooner or later; I might as well look now.”

Shen Mo didn’t know why she had changed her attitude. When they had come out of the maze, she was still hesitant, but now, in the middle of the night, she had suddenly made up her mind.

He rolled over, turned on the light, took out the Magic Crystal Shard from his bag, and handed it to Bai Youwei.

The shard was ice cold as it touched her skin.

Bai Youwei exhaled softly and silently called to mind the person she thought about; gradually, an image began to appear in the shard.

Even though she was mentally prepared, she still couldn’t help but hold her breath at that moment.

A woman appeared in the shard.

She bore a resemblance to Bai Youwei. She wore no makeup, but her beauty was still unmistakable.

Bai Youwei and Shen Mo looked at each other, both seeing the surprise in each other’s eyes.

“…Is this my mom?” Bai Youwei felt a mix of amazement and skepticism.

Shen Mo squinted for a better look and nodded, “It’s Aunt Wang, she seems to have gotten younger.”

Wang Jingxian had always taken good care of herself, looking like she was in her early thirties even though she was over forty. But the image in the shard was even more ambiguous about her age—there were no traces of time on her face, draped in a white fox fur cape, she stood quietly in the snow, pristine and tranquil, like an elf from the Snow Country.

“Look behind her, what are those?” Shen Mo pointed to the background beside Wang Jingxian, “They don’t look like hills.”

Bai Youwei furrowed her brows and peered close.

Since the crystal shard was only the size of a palm, the picture too was very small, making the distant background even blurrier.

“It looks like… buildings?” Bai Youwei wasn’t sure.

At that moment, the image of Wang Jingxian in the shard began to move.

She turned and started walking in a certain direction, and the image shifted accordingly.

Bai Youwei began to see more… skyscrapers. They were covered in ice and snow, leaving only irregular outlines. If you didn’t look closely, they resembled a hillside.

Shen Mo picked up his phone from the nightstand and hastily snapped a few pictures of the image in the shard.

Bai Youwei was momentarily stunned.

Shen Mo said, “We can’t be sure how long these images will last, so we should keep them. Maybe they can help us determine your mother’s current location.”

Bai Youwei murmured, “But it’s all covered in snow…”

“We might not be able to do anything, but Chu Huaijin and Professor Song might be able to,” Shen Mo took a few more photos as the phone displayed a low battery warning.

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He hadn’t used it in a long time; it was occasionally borrowed by Tan Xiao to play the built-in games, so he never made a point of charging it.

Shen Mo got up to look for a charging cable.

Before he could find the charger, Bai Youwei said, “Don’t bother, the image has disappeared.”

She put down the crystal shard in her hand, unable to articulate the feeling in her heart.

Happy?… Her mother was still alive.

Disappointed?… She was alive but had not once come looking for her daughter.

Perhaps it was numbness, for she had never really harbored any hope.

It is often said there are no filial children at the prolonged bedside of illness. In the presence of a chronically ill child, her mother… must have endured hardship as well, right?

Shen Mo returned to bed and began flipping through the dozen photos he had just taken in the album, “With these pictures, it should be enough.”

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