Big Sister Bai sat there blankly, her eyes unfocused as though her soul had left her body. No one knew what she was thinking—perhaps she was thinking nothing at all.
After a long while, Moli Hua slowly walked behind Big Sister Bai and gently hugged her from behind.
She said nothing. She only hoped that her body could bring Big Sister Bai a trace of warmth.
Perhaps this was what collapse and despair felt like. Moli Hua had endured that same collapse and despair through countless days and nights because of her disfigured face. She understood that feeling deeply, so she could feel Big Sister Bai's helplessness at this moment.
She could only watch the colors of this world gradually fade away, while she herself could do nothing.
"Tap! Tap!"
Just then, footsteps came from afar, startlingly clear in the stillness of the night.
"Who is it?" Moli Hua raised her head vigilantly, and her Summoned Beast immediately stood on guard.
Big Sister Bai's vacant eyes also turned toward the darkness in the distance as if by reflex.
Two small figures, each around five feet tall, slowly emerged from the night. The streetlights stretched their shadows long, turning them from vague outlines into clear forms.
Moli Hua's eyes gradually widened, and focus began to return to Big Sister Bai's pupils.
Big Sister Bai thought she had seen wrong and rubbed her eyes hard.
What did she see? Jingzhong and Jingyi, those two brats, were actually walking toward her while carrying Xingfeng and Xingzhi! She felt as though she were dreaming, or perhaps she had lost her mind and was hallucinating.
But a dream was good. A hallucination was good too! She slowly climbed to her feet, her legs numb from sitting cross-legged for so long, but she did not care.