I should forget it if I've already forgotten about it… Nian Xiaomu muttered silently as she pondered over what Fan Yu said.
The one thing that mattered most to her was her family.
Who would have thought that her family was already gone…
Nian Xiaomu wanted to ask Fan Yu what had happened to her parents and if she had any siblings.
However, when she tried to think of the past, the image of that big fire would come to mind.
The searing fire consumed everything around it.
The thought of it gave her a splitting headache…
Every cell in her body tried to reject the memories of that fire.
"You look very pale. Don't think about it anymore!" Fan Yu grabbed her hand as he snapped Nian Xiaomu out of her thoughts.
Lifting her head, Nian Xiaomu's eyes met with Fan Yu's clear gaze. She remained in a daze, and Fan Yu did not let go of her hand.
