Li Xiaoyao carried Qinglian as they swept through the supermarket, driving back home with a car full of Spirit Stones and Qinglian.
Looking at the contented Qinglian, Li Xiaoyao's heart stirred, and he asked, "Qinglian, do you remember where you come from?"
"Where do I come from?" Qinglian's hand, clutching a bag of chips, stopped mid-air, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion. After a long while, she finally said, "I only remember... it was a mountain..."
"If you can't remember, then don't think about it." Seeing Qinglian's troubled look, Li Xiaoyao actually felt a twinge of heartache. Having spent so much time together, this girl's every move seemed to unwittingly pull at Li Xiaoyao's heartstrings.
What a pity, though, she was not the complete Qinglian.
If one day Qinglian were to take the Soul Fusion Pill, her Three Souls and Seven Spirits integrating, the adorable Qinglian now might vanish forever.
