In the peaceful field with the wind caressing Li Shun's cheeks with his brown and black short wavy hair, he stared at the butterfly mark on his left wrists with inexplicable thoughts.
On the other hand, Li Men, a two-year-old boy, playing in the grass with the pixies. Shantel guided her little brother while picking fruits on the trees nearby. Making sure Li Men would not stumble upon the farm on the other side.
Li Men was running around until he bumped into his older brother's feet at the back. "Oof!" Li Shun was stunned and came back to reality, he turned around to see his younger brother caressing his nose. Li Shun kneeled and caressed his younger brother's nose and gently blow it, "I'm sorry, is it still hurt?"
