Xiao Xiao smiled faintly.
"You mean it..."
"You really did come here just to...?"
The old woman was stunned.
She nodded instinctively.
A moment later, she shook her head.
"I..."
The old woman swallowed.
"I came here..."
"I don't know whether it has anything to do with those fragmented memories in my mind..."
"...When I came to my senses, I was already here."
"My heart told me..."
The old woman paused. "I had to come here."
"I had to wait for someone."
"Wait for someone..."
The old woman murmured the words again.
"I've thought about giving up..."
The old woman tried to pull her lips into a smile.
Her hand gripped the handle of her handbag tightly.
"But a powerful feeling of reluctance rose up inside me."
"And I couldn't bear to give up..."
She didn't even know where these emotions came from.
Why were they so intense?
It was as if there were someone else...
Could it be the child she had once been?
She suddenly thought of her younger self in those hazy images...
Her younger self was reminding her...
Not to give up.
Or...
Maybe the child she had been simply didn't want to give up.
Just as she, watching from the sidelines back then, could sometimes feel her younger self's powerful emotions...
Was the strong emotion she felt now also coming from the child she had been...
And not from the woman she was now, who knew nothing?
"...Every time I come to my senses, I'm already here."
The old woman smiled wryly.
"My feet move against my will."
After finding herself back in this familiar place several times, the old woman had started to wonder whether she was being controlled during those stretches of time she couldn't remember.
Otherwise, why would she