"Xiao... Xiao Hua?? Is that you, Xiao Hua?" Fairy Jing asked in a low, probing voice, her tone carrying an unexpected desolation.
"Who?" The head seemed to be barely clinging to life, only noticing someone had descended at this moment. It tilted slightly, struggling to look toward Fairy Jing.
Though the red light was like blood, though the shadows were like phantoms, though Fairy Jing had prepared herself somewhat, when she clearly saw half of the human's face in profile, her body shook violently as if struck by lightning. She began trembling uncontrollably, and tears instantly streamed from her eyes...
"Xiao... Xiao Hua..." Fairy Jing called out those three words again, as though in a trance. Though those words contained no more strokes than the three she had uttered moments ago, the concern, heartache, sorrow, and delight within them had multiplied by countless times! Along with those three words, the memories washed away by the Forgetfulness Water two hundred years ago surged forth like springs nearly run dry, gushing out in streams. Every time even the slightest fragment of memory resurfaced, Fairy Jing's heart felt as though it were being sliced by a blade, sweetness overflowing with grief! Because she understood that Xiao Hua had been suppressed here and suffered all manner of hardships for over a century, and the root cause of it all... was her!
"Oh? Who are you?" Xiao Hua raised his head, fixed his eyes on Fairy Jing, and asked in considerable surprise.
"It... it's me! Li... Li Jing. Don't you remember?" Fairy Jing's voice trembled. Xiao Hua's words pierced her heart like knives. She had already blamed herself for Xiao Hua's plight, and hearing him speak now only made her feel that he resented her. The regret in her heart became unparalleled.
"Li Jing..." A