This is the first meeting in four years, and also the first genuine encounter in their lives.
Lin Sisi was dressed in white. Although she had just gone through a fierce battle, not a trace of bloodstain could be seen on her snow-white collar.
Her black hair flowed like a waterfall, no longer in the youthful ponytail she used to wear. Her face had shed its childish innocence, replaced by a hint of maturity.
The golden glow in the girl's eyes, representing Spiritual Vision, had faded, replaced by eyes as clear as water.
Zhang Xiaoman paused in his expression.
"Sisi, you can see now?"
Lin Sisi slightly lowered her head and softly answered with an "um".
Zhang Xiaoman flew up close, gently caressing her cheek with his fingers, his heart filled with joy, though he had much to say, it all converged into one sentence:
"It's good you can see."
On the ground, his mother, Pei Lingsu, stood in the crowd, watching from afar.
