In the very front row, a girl in a short pink dress leaned against the railing, two scorpion braids hanging over her chest. Her profile was as delicate as a porcelain doll's, and she was chatting and laughing with the green-haired girl beside her.
Tang San could not take another step. It was as though the entire world held nothing but that girl.
Xiao Wu!
The person he had loved most in his memories.
The girl who had sacrificed herself for him, willingly died for him, and become a sword sheath.
The girl he had thought Qian Renxue had long since killed for her rabbit bones.
She stood right there, alive and well, smiling without a care in the world.
Tang San's heart pounded wildly, and an indescribable ecstasy surged through him.
His feet carried him toward her uncontrollably, faster and faster, until he was almost jogging as he rushed up to the railing.
"Xiao Wu!"
His voice trembled with excitement, his eyes reddening. He desperately wanted to pull Xiao Wu into his arms.
Xiao Wu turned, glanced at him, and frowned. "Who are you?"
The smile froze on Tang San's face.
"Xiao Wu, I-I'm Tang San, your future..." He paused and corrected himself. "We met before, at Nuoding Academy, but then you left..."
Xiao Wu looked him up and down, not a trace of warmth in her pink eyes.
"Have you mistaken me for someone else? I don't remember ever meeting you."
"Uh! Maybe you forgot. Your name is Xiao Wu, with the 'Wu' meaning dance, right? You came from the Star Dou Great Forest. You..."
"Are you crazy?" Xiao Wu glared at him and stepped back. "I don't know you at all. Stop pretending we're family!"
She turned and called behind her, "Green old man, look over here!