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“Flowing Notes”
When Fang Xiaoyu, a clerk in an old bookstore, was sorting out the warehouse, she found a diary from 1928 with a colorful crystal bracelet inside the pages. When she curiously put it on, the glass window of the bookstore suddenly reflected the figure of a woman from the Republic of China. “This is the relic of Su Wen, a female reporter from the Times.” The boss pushed his reading glasses, “It is said that before she disappeared, she was investigating a bank vault theft case…” That night, Fang Xiaoyu dreamed that she was wearing an indanthrene cloth cheongsam and running on the rainy night of Shanghai. The colored stones on her wrist flashed alternately, the yellow light warned of danger, and the blue light guided the direction. When she woke up the next day, she found that the amethyst of the bracelet had cracks inexplicably. Even more strange was that the newspaper of that day published news about the demolition of the old bank building. In the photo, a colorful light spot was vaguely visible in the reflection of a window frame. Following the clues of the dream, Fang Xiaoyu came to the demolition site. When the orange crystal suddenly became hot, she pulled open a wall brick for some reason – there was a roll of microfilm hidden inside. After the film was developed, it turned out to be the design drawing of the vault at that time. The edge of the drawing was marked with a code: “The truth is in the seventh color.” Just as she touched the transparent main stone on the bracelet, the whole string of crystals suddenly projected a holographic image: a group of men in black were smelting gold, and the leader was actually the great-grandfather of a wealthy family today. When the footsteps of the demolition team leader approached from behind, the bracelet burst into an unprecedented red light. Fang Xiaoyu turned around and saw the bookstore owner appear with a shovel, his eyes behind the lenses flashing: “Junior Sister Su, we have waited for this evidence for ninety years.” The rain poured down, and the colorful crystals reflected the rainbow bridge in the rain. Fang Xiaoyu finally understood that what was sealed in the transparent main stone was never Su Wen’s soul, but her unfinished mission as a reporter.