"We're here for you, too."
Rose and Poppy also walked over to Miao Kexin's side, hoping they could help her cheer up.
"Thank you."
Miao Kexin nodded, mustered her courage, and walked towards the village.
The scenes here were different from what she remembered.
Finally, she saw the place where she had grown up. It hadn't changed; it was still the dilapidated yet warm place she knew, a house made of thatched straw.
Miao Kexin could no longer control her emotions and rushed inside, but there was no one in the room.
"May I ask who you are looking for?"
At that moment, a plainly dressed woman walked out of the room, looking curiously at Miao Kexin, and asked.
"Aunt Three?"
Miao Kexin glanced at the woman. Although the woman in front of her had aged, with her face covered in the signs of time, she recognized her at first sight.
