"Ah, sister, I'm about to vanish again." Fulajie'er let out a long lament.
"No, no, sister will find a way to continue your existence." Nightingale anxiously rummaged through her backpack, but unfortunately, her magic crystals were already exhausted.
"Sister, don't worry so much, we'll see each other again, won't we?" Fulajie'er floated to her, saying with a smile.
"Fula..." Nightingale reached out, trying to touch her increasingly transparent cheek once again, but this time she was disappointed as her hand went straight through. Seeing this, a pang of despair filled Nightingale's heart, and she instantly burst into tears.
"Sister, don't cry, make sure to come back and save me!" Fulajie'er said with a smile, her eyes narrowed. She extended her hand towards Nightingale's cheeks, attempting to wipe away her tears.
