Li Xiu sat quietly, eating the roasted meat, silently watching Han Ling'Er.
During his childhood, Li Xiu wished Han Ling'Er could always be by his side, but unfortunately, Han Ling'Er often left the old house, sometimes for a day or two, sometimes for several days, and the longest time, she was gone for more than a week.
"Little Xiu, you need to eat more so that your wounds can heal quicker." Han Ling'Er placed another piece of roasted meat on Li Xiu's plate, still speaking with a gentle smile.
These words suddenly opened Li Xiu's sealed memories, and some of the blurred images in his mind began to clarify.
Magnificent spring flowers, a young couple playing by the riverside with their child.
A boy resembling a cute doll ran into the flower bushes nearby to catch butterflies. As he was playing happily, he suddenly saw an intense white light appear on the river's surface.
