The figure on the platform was a girl as pristine as an ethereal spirit, surprisingly, it was Li Xiu's sister.
When the little train came to a complete stop, the carriage Li Xiu was in happened to stop right in front of Han Ling'Er.
"Xiao Xiu, let's go home." Han Ling'Er reached out her hand, smiling gently.
Li Xiu stared blankly at Han Ling'Er. He knew it was impossible for Han Ling'Er to be here, but the Han Ling'Er in front of him was the spitting image of his sister from his memories, down to every subtle expression, and even Li Xiu couldn't find a flaw.
Li Xiu didn't move, but Han Ling'Er walked over, took his hand, and pulled him down from the little train.
Li Xiu wanted to resist, but suddenly found himself completely powerless, being directly pulled off the train by Han Ling'Er.
This startled Li Xiu tremendously, because he found not only was he weak, but his body had undergone a strange transformation.
