UD | Chapter 19 – We’ve Found Shen Honglian

“Brother Wu Yan, what did you see?” Jiang Yuwen was already panicking.

Wu Yan replied, “I saw a woman who looks exactly like Grandma Shen…”

He had looked through countless photos of Shen Honglian while helping the old man search for her. He remembered her face very clearly.

And the woman in front of him looked exactly the same.

Shen Honglian tilted her head. “You can see me too? My name is Shen Honglian.”

Wu Yan: “……”

So it really was Grandma Shen.

There was no other explanation for a woman who looked exactly like her standing in this place.

Unless… they had really encountered a ghost.

Jiang Yuwen grabbed Wu Yan’s arm in fright. “Bro, don’t scare me… I-I’m pretty brave… Ah!”

He suddenly screamed, startling both Wu Yan and Shen Honglian.

Wu Yan immediately asked, “What’s wrong? What happened?”

Luo Leyi frowned slightly and looked at him with obvious disdain.

This guy hadn’t even seen a ghost yet and he was already acting like this. If he actually saw one, wouldn’t he wet himself?

“Bro… bro…” Jiang Yuwen trembled as he pointed toward Shen Honglian. “There’s… there’s someone there… there wasn’t anyone just now…”

Luo Leyi was slightly surprised.

This guy could see ghosts without even holding a talisman?

Then she glanced at the way he was holding onto Wu Yan’s arm and immediately understood.

So if someone touched a person holding the talisman, they could also see ghosts.

Not bad. Pretty cost-effective.

Wu Yan held his chest, still recovering from the shock. “Xiao Yu, stop jumping at shadows…”

“Stop messing around. I already told you I saw someone who looks like Grandma Shen. How slow is your reaction time?”

Wu Yan still didn’t realize Jiang Yuwen could see Shen Honglian only because he was holding onto him.

Shen Honglian immediately bristled when she heard the word “grandma.”

“Who are you calling grandma?! I’m only twenty-two!”

“Twenty-two…” Jiang Yuwen stammered. “But Grandma Shen was twenty-two when she separated from my grandfather…”

He swallowed hard. “Are you… human or a ghost?”

“Of course I’m human!” Shen Honglian said indignantly. Only then did she realize something was wrong. “It’s just… I feel different from you. No one else can see me except you guys. And I can’t leave this place either—it feels uncomfortable if I do.”

“I’ve always stayed here because of that. Since no one else can see me, I never left.”

“Can you help me…? Let me leave this place… or make other people see me…”

“I’m so bored here all alone…”

Her voice carried a loneliness that made everyone fall silent.

Luo Leyi asked, “Do you remember Jiang Jinqi?”

“Jiang Jinqi…” Shen Honglian frowned, confused. “That name sounds familiar… I think I’ve heard it somewhere…”

“Jiang Jinqi is my grandfather. He’s been looking for you,” Jiang Yuwen said as he quickly pulled out a photo from his bag. “Look—eh? Where did it go?”

The photo was gone.

Wu Yan frowned. “Grandma Shen is clearly right there.”

Shen Honglian immediately flared up. “Don’t call me grandma!”

She looked offended beyond belief.

Wu Yan coughed awkwardly. “Sorry…”

“Why can’t I see her anymore?”

Luo Leyi handed him a talisman. “You need this. You could see her earlier because you were holding onto Wu Yan, who had the talisman.”

The two of them finally understood.

So that’s how it worked.

Jiang Yuwen immediately took the talisman and once again saw Shen Honglian. “Thanks, master.”

His tone changed instantly.

Luo Leyi replied casually, “No problem. Thirty thousand yuan per talisman.”

Wu Yan: “……”

Jiang Yuwen: “……”

“…Okay.”

Suppressing his fear, Jiang Yuwen stepped forward and handed over the old photograph from his grandfather.

“Shen Honglian, this is your photo.”

Her attention was drawn to it.

“That’s really my photo…”

She instinctively reached out.

But her hand passed straight through.

The photo slipped from Jiang Yuwen’s fingers and fell to the ground with a soft sound.

That faint sound, however, felt like a heavy hammer striking Jiang Yuwen’s chest.

Shen Honglian knelt down and tried to pick it up, but her hands passed through it again and again.

She hugged herself helplessly. “I… I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I can’t touch anything…”

Jiang Yuwen suddenly felt like crying.

His throat tightened until he couldn’t say a word.

Wu Yan lowered his head, his chest heavy with emotion.

Then a fair hand reached out and picked up the photo.

“Try again,” Luo Leyi said.

Shen Honglian and Jiang Yuwen both looked at her.

Shen Honglian shook her head. “It won’t work. I can’t touch it.”

“Try again,” Luo Leyi insisted calmly. “I’ve got superpowers.”

Superpowers?

Shen Honglian hesitated, then slowly reached out again.

This time—

Instead of passing through…

She felt it.

A rough, real texture beneath her fingers.

Her eyes widened. “I… I actually touched it!”

She lifted the photo in disbelief, turning it over and over in excitement.

It was the first thing she had been able to touch since she ended up here.

Wu Yan and Jiang Yuwen looked at Luo Leyi with newfound admiration.

How did she even do that? That was incredible.

Luo Leyi smiled lightly. “Told you I wasn’t lying.”

“I didn’t doubt you. You’re amazing,” Shen Honglian said with childlike joy.

“There’s one more thing,” Luo Leyi said, taking out Jiang Jinqi’s letter and handing it to her. “This is a letter from him.”

“A letter from Jiang Jinqi? Why would he write to me?”

Shen Honglian opened the envelope.

A love letter delayed by fifty years.

Inside was only a single line, written in crooked, clumsy handwriting—like someone who had just learned to write:

[Comrade Shen Honglian, I like you. I want to be with you!]

Signed: Jiang Jinqi.

This was the first time Jiang Yuwen had ever seen this letter.

He had always assumed his grandfather would write something long and poetic—but it turned out to be just this one blunt sentence.

And the handwriting didn’t even resemble his grandfather’s usual sharp, elegant style.

If he hadn’t been there the whole time, he would’ve thought it was swapped.

So this was his grandfather’s love confession…

…this ugly?

Even Luo Leyi was slightly surprised after reading it.

So the older generation really was direct when it came to love.

After all, they quietly created over a billion descendants without saying much at all.