People are similar and things are similar. With so many people in China, it is normal to occasionally have one or two similar ones. www.

After returning to the house with Hellen, I slowly let go of the matter.

"Hellen, I didn't expect you to speak English so well. Why didn't I notice it before?" This is not a compliment, I really admire you. We are born with little talent in language, so we can't learn it well no matter how hard we learn it.

"Didn't I tell you that I grew up in the United States?" Hellen said with a playful wink.

When did you say that? I shook my head honestly.

"I also have a degree from Yale University!" She wrinkled her nose and looked like she was not to be underestimated. She was so cute.

Now I really understand that women are indeed ever-changing! When we first met, Hellen was mature and sophisticated. Now that we are familiar with each other, she often shows a hint of cuteness and cuteness. I really don’t know which one is her true nature? I heard this question

, men can never figure it out, so I just don’t think about it anymore.

"You have a degree! Did you wear that bachelor's cap when you graduated?"

"Of course, I have photos. I'll show them to you tomorrow!"

"OK!"

…

Early the next morning, before I even opened the business, Hellen came to my door in a hurry with a lot of photos.

For the sake of the beauty's beautiful photos, I didn't get angry at her when I got up. After washing up, we got together and looked at her photos.

The first few photos showed Hellen wearing a bachelor's cap and holding a degree certificate with a red ribbon in her hand, either alone or with others. Looking at her high-spirited look in the photos, I couldn't help but feel a little jealous: I haven't yet

Went to college!

Then scroll down, and you will see pictures of Hellen's life in the United States. There are youthful and beautiful student outfits, heroic adventure outfits, friendly and gentle family outfits, and energetic sportswear...

Each one is so pleasing to the eye, showing all aspects of hellen in front of me. I keep flipping through it until...

"Ah! I took the wrong one, you can't see this one!" Hellen took out one of the photos at lightning speed and hid it behind his back so that I couldn't see it.

Who are we? No matter how small the mechanism is, it cannot escape my eyes, let alone just a photo! The moment she pulled away, the flash of flesh color above was clearly captured by me.

"Haha, it's not some shameful photo, is it? I didn't expect you to be so open-minded!" I teased her with a smile, without insisting on seeing it.

"What! It's not me, it's one of my roommates in the United States!" Hellen said coquettishly.

I immediately pretended to be in disbelief.

She looked at me and laughed out loud, "You can watch it if you want, it's not me up there anyway!"

As he spoke, he took the photo out from behind his back and threw it into my hand.

I smiled and took a casual look. Unexpectedly, once I saw the face of the person in the photo, I couldn't take my eyes away anymore, and the smile froze on my face.

Lin Ling! It's her again.

In two days, her "shadow" appeared in front of me three times. Once might be a coincidence, twice might be a coincidence, but three times? An ominous premonition slowly emerged in my heart.

The girl in the photo, wearing only a bra and underwear, is lying on the bed and reading a magazine, with her proud figure fully exposed.

I'm not interested in her figure. What caught my attention was that there was a pink mole on the upper part of her left breast...

Although more than ten years have passed, I still have fresh memories of the girl who desperately tore her clothes in the illusion and shouted: "I am your biological sister!"

I clearly remember that she also had a sexy red mole on her white left breast.

No matter how similar two people look, they can't even have the same physical features! There is only one possibility: they are the same person.

"Don't you like her? It's a pity that we can't contact her now, otherwise I can introduce you to each other!" Hellen came up and said open-minded words in a sour tone. Normally, I have to do a good job

I couldn't make fun of her, but now, I'm not in that mood anymore.

"How old was she when this photo was taken?" I asked seriously.

"She's 17 or 8 years old, she's a little younger than me." Is it scary when I look serious? There was a slight tremor in Hellen's voice.

17 or 8 years old? A little younger than you? How is that possible? More than 10 years ago, when I started my first archaeological trip with Lin Ling and others, hellen was still in primary school!

Could it be...

A horrible thought appeared in my mind and I couldn't get rid of it.

By the way, where did I put that delicately painted picture of a beautiful lady? I stood up suddenly, letting the photos on my lap scatter all over the floor, and hurriedly rummaged around to find the picture of a beautiful lady.

Found it! I took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the scroll with slightly trembling hands.

At a glance, there was a buzzing sound in my mind, like a thunder exploding in my ears. The lady in the painting was wearing a low-cut palace dress, and there was a bit of pink on the left breast.

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How much emotion did the person who created this painting put into it? Even the red mole was deliberately dyed with the closest pink color.

More than 1,000 years ago, more than 10 years ago, 6-7 years ago, and today, Lin Ling, a woman, has always remained in the prime of life at 17.8.

If it weren't for that red mole, if it wasn't the infatuated painter, if it wasn't for taking the wrong photo, if it wasn't for me who encountered all this, how would anyone know that there is such an immortal person around us?

.

"Hellen, I'm sorry for today. I have something urgent. Can you go back first?" This incident was too shocking and I didn't want Hellen to get involved.

Perhaps seeing the urgency of the matter from my look, Hellen nodded obediently, packed up the rest of the photos, and went back alone.

Looking at the photos and scrolls in my hands, it took me a long time to calm down. I always felt that these almost impossible clues had accidentally fallen into the hands of me, the only person who might know about it.

God willing.

Having made up my mind, I called Professor Chen.

Professor Chen rarely works on the front line these days. He just sits in the office and studies existing materials and provides guidance to young people. He is very free and you can reach him with just a phone call.

"Hello, I'm Chen Guangfu."

"Mr. Chen, this is me, Taozi."

"Hey, I heard it, I heard it, why did you think of calling me?"

"Haha, isn't this because I miss you so much?"

"Stop talking nonsense to me. I don't know you. You don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. You talk about it when you have something to say!"

"Mr. Chen, can you still contact Lin Ling?"

"Lin Ling? Why did you remember to contact her? I can't contact her. There is no such person in the address she gave. I don't know if it was written wrong."

"oh!"

"Alas! Why didn't you make it back then? What a pity. What a perfect match!"

Huh? Something's wrong. Although I had a good relationship with Lin Ling back then, it was far from that point. At best, it was just a relationship between brother and sister. Of course, based on the information I have now, the word "brother" is very questionable.

Professor Chen is not a person who talks nonsense. Is there something I have overlooked?

"Mr. Chen, what are you talking about? Lin Ling and I have nothing to do with each other!"

"You said it doesn't matter. You kid has no conscience. Think about it for yourself. It seems to be the autumn of 1972. You took a leave of absence from the team for a month. What did you do? Who did you go with?"

"It seems that something like this happened in the autumn of 1972. Didn't I go to explore the tombs?" I don't know why, but I subconsciously didn't think about what kind of tombs I was going to explore.

"Exploring tombs? What a joke, how good are you, Zhang Tao, why don't others know about the old man and I don't know about it? What tomb needs you to spend a month to explore, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor?"

"If you have that time, you will still have enough time to explore those tombs in northern Shaanxi ten times. Hmph!"

Something is wrong. In my life, I have never visited any tomb for a full month. If it was such a difficult tomb, I couldn't possibly have no impression at all.

"I can't remember clearly. Mr. Chen, please tell me, why did I ask for leave?"

"Who knows what you've been doing? You and Lin Yatou asked for leave together. Can I still interfere in your young affairs?"

"What? I asked for leave together with Lin Ling? Mr. Chen, did you remember correctly?"

"That's why I misremember. I approved the leave note with my own hands. Who knows where you went during that month? After you came back, one of you always felt a little wrong, and the other simply went back to Beijing."

"..."

"Taozi, are you okay?"

"No...it's okay." My mind was in confusion. How could I not have any impression of Professor Chen's incident?

"Mr. Chen, if you know anything else about that month, tell me!"

"No, you know, I never care much about you young people. Go ask Fang Cheng, you are about the same age, maybe he will know more." After saying that, Professor Chen reported to Fang Cheng.

Telephone.

"Taozi, are you sure you're okay?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little confused in my mind. Let's do this for now. Let's do this for now. I'll call you later!"

"Hello... hello"

After hanging up the phone, I felt a cold feeling on my forehead. I stretched out my hand to wipe it, and it was wet. Unknowingly, I was covered with cold sweat.

After hesitating for a moment, I called Fang Cheng again.

"Hello, State Administration of Cultural Heritage, I am Fang Cheng, who am I looking for?"

"Fang Cheng, right? I'm Zhang Tao, do you remember? I haven't contacted you in a while."
To be continued...