The woman froze for a moment. It was not until the little girl tugged on her hand that she came back to herself. After hearing her daughter's question again, she said uncertainly,
"Child, we did not keep our promise to guard the divine tree. I do not know whether it is still willing to grant our wish."
The little girl shook her mother's hand and said,
"Mom, then let's sincerely admit our mistakes. I believe the divine tree will forgive us."
The woman's smile was somewhat forced, but she still said,
"Then let us admit our mistakes first. Even if the divine tree does not forgive us, the fault lies with us."
"Mom, I know. The divine tree has the right not to forgive us."
Afterward, the little girl stroked Yunxi's rough trunk and began apologizing earnestly. Ever since she could remember, she had heard the ancient legend passed down through her family, all the way until she saw that yellowed picture book.
The next day, more and more people gathered around Yunxi, but she never appeared. This time, she truly could do nothing. It was a war started by humanity itself, and humanity should bear the consequences itself.
The little girl kept apologizing earnestly. She wanted to see the divine tree fairy from the legends, but until the war ended and they began rebuilding their home, she never saw the fairy's figure.
In truth, when the entire family left the forest, Yunxi revealed herself. She still sat on the thickest branch, watching the crowd depart, only to discover regretfully that no one could see her. Perhaps these people simply did not believe she existed, so they could not see her.
Yet the little baby who had been born beneath her tree saw her. Drooling, the child smiled at her,