Uncle Xu Yanwu smiled as he said to Fu Hua, "Could I ask you to keep this heart of mine, the one that sealed away most of my emotions?"
"A heart...?"
"I'm giving you my heart, you know."
As Uncle Xu Yanwu spoke, he glanced at the sky and said somewhat urgently, "Ah... there's no time left."
"You'll... accept it anyway, won't you? I'm begging you."
Uncle Xu Yanwu's figure completely dissipated. In the end, all that remained was a jade ring tinged with green, which fell straight from the air into Fu Hua's outstretched right hand, as though it feared she might refuse it.
Only after the jade ring finally landed in Fu Hua's hand did she fully recognize it... This jade ring was the one she had found on herself back at Fuyun Temple.
"Xu Yanwu's heart... a heart?"
Fu Hua closed her hand around the jade ring.
Back then... had she actually lost something so important?
"Xu Yanwu... I... I'm sorry."
Holding the jade ring, Fu Hua felt it truly beating in her palm like a heart.
"I..."
Fu Hua held the green jade ring in her hand, but her thoughts were interrupted by Otto.
"Don't get sentimental just yet. Your memories are fluctuating again... It seems another memory related to Xu Yanwu has been triggered."
"What... other memory?" Fu Hua asked, somewhat lost.
Otto directly opened a passage to the next memory. "I don't know your memories. Whatever kind of memory it is, you'll have to uncover it yourself."
"But without a doubt, since this memory has caused such a fluctuation, then... it must be one that left an extremely deep impression on you."
Otto's voice carried a hint of amusement. "Let me guess. Since that memory just now was a farewell... then..."
"Could this newly