The girl's black hair cascaded like a waterfall, her waist was slender as a willow, and her delighted expression was like a spring breeze. When she spoke, her voice sounded like a mountain spring.
Li Mu Yang was certain that she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
But who was she?
The harder Li Mu Yang tried to think, the more blurred and uncertain that name, which was about to escape his lips, became. It drifted farther and farther away from him.
"Who are you?" Li Mu Yang asked aloud.
"Xin Yue." The white-clad woman spoke.
Boom---
It was like sunlight piercing through the clouds, like a flood bursting through a dam. The sealed memories surged forth like ten thousand galloping horses, instantly filling Li Mu Yang's mind to the brim.
"Xin Yue---"
"Xin Yue---"
"Xin Yue---"
--
Li Mu Yang murmured the name.
A name that was utterly unfamiliar to him, yet became incomparably familiar in an instant.
She was his beloved, the lover who had accompanied him throughout his entire life.
She had already left long ago, so why was she waiting here for him?
"Xin Yue---" Li Mu Yang hurried forward a few steps and took the girl's hand. Her hand was soft, delicate, fair, and cold to the touch, like a warm jade stone radiating wisps of cool air.
It was a touch that soothed him and filled him with joy.
He had always loved holding her hand like this.
"You remember?" The girl smiled brightly, just as she had in the days when he had been most enamored with her.
"I remember." Li Mu Yang nodded. "Xin Yue, how did you come to be here?"
"I've been waiting for you here."
"Waiting for me?"
"The mortal world is too bitter, and there