"Take a good look."
The old woman turned her gaze away from the plum tree.
"It's broad daylight."
"You'll definitely find it."
"All right."
Xiao Xiao nodded.
He walked toward the plum tree.
The two old people weren't surprised that the young man knew exactly where to look.
After all, those young people last night had come to see the plum blossoms.
They'd only spent time near the plum blossoms.
If they were looking for something that had fallen, it had to be there.
"Go back and rest."
The old man looked at the old woman.
"Your back's not in good shape. You'll get tired if you stand too long."
The old woman shook her head.
"I'm fine."
She slowly walked toward the plum tree.
Her hunched back slowly straightened.
The old woman reached out and tremblingly touched a plum blossom.
The once snow-white plum blossom had turned completely yellow, with a few patches of black showing through.
Even though the old woman's touch was already very gentle—
The old woman's eyes widened.
The petals fell in a rustling shower.
They drifted down before her eyes.
A gust of wind blew by.
The petals were suddenly swept away into the distance.
The old woman instinctively reached out.
Only the bone-chilling wind curled around her palm.
The old woman's eyes suddenly reddened.
"It's... it's gone..."
Her hoarse voice trembled.
She suddenly stepped forward.
But she stumbled, and her whole body pitched forward.
The old man's gaze followed the petals as they drifted away.
By the time he noticed the old woman's peril, he was too late to catch her as she toppled forward.
The old man's mouth fell open.
"Clatter~"
His cane hit the ground.
It made a crisp sound.
"Are you all