After arranging everything on Blue Star, Nian Shutong handed the broken Little Fen to Uncle Long. She set off alone, carrying a little white mouse, heading towards the address given by the He Family.
All the way, she continually fiddled with a key and a lock in her hands, trying to open it.
Aboard the Super Starship, Nian Shutong sat by the window, still playing with the key and the lock, while a person next to her watched attentively for a long time.
"Young lady, may I say something?"
Nian Shutong, now with an altered appearance, paused her actions and turned her head to the elderly man beside her, saying: "Please, go ahead."
"This key is probably not meant to be used that way."
"Oh?" This sparked Nian Shutong's interest; she was genuinely stuck at this point. Maybe listening to others' opinions would yield unexpected results.
"What are your thoughts?"
