Early the next morning, the doctor woke me and said we were getting ready to leave.
Breakfast had already been prepared in the living room, and Xiao Qing was sitting at the dining table.
Xiao Qing merely glanced sideways at me before continuing to eat.
The doctor and I sat down as well. He ladled me a bowl of porridge and handed it to me. "We'll head back shortly. I'm guessing you're not in the mood to stay here any longer. We'll leave once old ghost and Chu Ping arrive."
I nodded and silently began eating breakfast.
I hadn't slept well. All night, there had been only one name in my mind. I had kept thinking about one person—Xiao Jingfeng.
He should have been an important person in my life, yet I did not have even the slightest memory of him.
Neither the doctor nor Ying Gou could provide me with any more information about Xiao Jingfeng.
But that was normal. As Ying Gou had said, even the "system" created by Xiao Jingfeng had no information about him whatsoever. The only thing the system possessed was the prompt he had left behind—that the creator of the system was Xiao Jingfeng.
The system had also been searching for Xiao Jingfeng, and she seemed very eager to get rid of the person who had once created her.
Yet she did not even know what Xiao Jingfeng looked like or where he was at this moment.
I felt that even if she did know, it would be useless. Someone capable of creating her would likewise be capable of destroying her.
At least, that was what I thought.
But then I remembered something. Guiguzi should know something about Xiao Jingfeng, even if it was not much.
The last time I mentioned Xiao Jingfeng to