The Right Time to Grow
Oh?
I had to admit, Lita's behavior was markedly different from before—even compared to just a moment ago, outside the dream.
She still wasn't exactly upbeat, but the long-standing sense of oppression was gone.
"Thank you for telling me. You've had a hard couple of days."
Seeing this, Fu Qian gave a slight nod and thanked her sincerely.
"It really has been hard. Even though I've accepted the outcome, I still don't want to think about what I went through..."
Lita sighed.
"But why are you thanking me?"
"Because I was using you. I was only interested in whether you still remembered."
Fu Qian was alarmingly frank.
"...My sister really didn't tell me that."
For a moment, Lita's expression was quite something. The dream centered on her rippled slightly, though it was still little more than a ripple on stagnant water.
She seemed to have come to terms with the outcome. A moment later, she even gave a self-deprecating smile.
"Actually, she should have told me... That way, she wouldn't have had to work so hard."
"Family often fail to notice when a child is growing up. She might simply not have been confident that you'd accept it."
After casually offering that analysis, Fu Qian mercilessly steered the conversation back to the point.
"So what did you forget? Describe the boundary as specifically as you can."
"You just told me you were only using me. Aren't you worried I won't cooperate?"
Despite the abrupt turn, Lita didn't react strongly. She simply stared at Fu Qian.
"I'm not worried."
At the other's unhesitating reply, she fell silent for a moment, then pointed to her head.
"There really is a very clear boundary. Some things stayed with me; others left no trace at all."
"I remember