Amid the returning light stream, Xia Ruxue suddenly turned her head.
Everyone was dead.
The fragmented bodies in the air hadn't even had time to fall.
Ling Yiyi had already arrived behind Xia Ruxue and Yi Lin.
She approached bit by bit,
Seemingly slow,
But in fact, her "speed" was a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold faster than Yi Lin's and Xia Ruxue's step into the channel.
At this moment, Xia Ruxue turned her head and watched Ling Yiyi approach, she suddenly understood.
She understood everything.
She vaguely knew the meaning of her existence.
If her entire life existed for something that happened at a certain time, certain place, then it must be here.
Her whole life, her learning, her fate, her everything, existed for this fleeting moment.
Senior brother brought warmth and sunshine to her life, so now it's her turn to pave a smooth path home for him.
Behind that door is senior brother's home, his true place of return.
"So it was a dream."
