Recalling that title, An Yin got up as if possessed, heading towards Ms. An's bedroom. After turning on the light, all her attention was focused on the bedside table. She shakily reached out her hand, slowly opening the drawer, and saw an old box inside.
As a child, she more than once wanted to secretly pry open this box to see what was inside that Ms. An treasured so much, often taking it out to repeatedly sneak a peek.
An Yin even imagined that perhaps hidden within were secrets about her own lineage!
But whenever she was extremely eager to open it, a voice inside her always reminded: Don't open it, don't open it...
After a bout of internal conflict, she would always put the box back in its place.
This time was different though, An Yin didn't back down. The doubts buried within her heart had long taken root, seemingly anticipating an answer!
