Right.
Come here, little ghost girl, you?
White hanging dong!
So, Chen Yuan decided to face this fear head on.
As the saying goes, the best way to overcome fear is to confront it.
Thus, he reached out and touched the object which might be blamed for stunting his growth.
It didn't matter, for Chen Yuan, who was already tall enough, decided to read all of its memories.
Then, his thoughts were instantly pulled back hundreds of years.
This Copper Hairpin was a gift from a commoner scholar to the daughter of a wealthy merchant.
How they met and got acquainted, the Copper Hairpin held no memories of that.
After the merchant's daughter received it, she wore it on her head, and through it, Chen Yuan gleaned more of the fourteen-year-old girl's memories...
Her crush on the scholar, their secret rendezvous, the girl giving him money for the imperial examination, his failure in the exam, the girl's father humiliating the scholar, and so on...
