Lin Xiaolu squeezed the edge of her phone, her fingers unconsciously exerting force.

She could see the magical girl in the photo, wearing a pink fluffy skirt, smiling with others, and embracing the shy blue-haired magical girl beside her with some indescribable affection. The two people who should have no intersection in her cognition were standing so intimately in this photo, leaving Lin Xiaolu speechless.

Is it true? She really wanted to ask again.

But if there were any doubts in her heart before, they all disappeared in an instant when she saw this scene.

Yes, it should have been like this.

The many unusual things about her mother when she was alive; why her father was so wary of her death; why the mysterious magical girl Cui Que took special care of her... all the reasons fell on the answer that her mother was a magical girl.

Like a lock that couldn't be opened finding its original key, just a gentle turn and it would open.

She used to never think that her mother had any connection to the identity of a magical girl. In her memory, her mother was just a strange housewife who always insisted on being a freelancer.@@novelbin@@

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