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"Not long, huh, one... two... three... four... only over ninety years," the fairy counted on her fingers. "I wonder how the Forest of the Sky is now? I really miss it. A life with fruit to eat every day is the happiest~~~" Realizing that she was about to drool, the fairy quickly wiped the corner of her mouth and glanced at the man beside her, relieved when she saw he hadn't noticed.
Jingjing gazed down at the city below, seemingly lost in memories as well. The image of a tall figure clad in a white cloak emerged from the depths of his distant memories.
He spread his hand open, in his palm lay a strand of golden thread that once shone brightly but now had dimmed slightly.
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Capital City
Inside a two-story little inn on the outskirts of the city.
Lu Xiuya lay on the bed, eating from a boxed meal in small bites.
The curtains were drawn open, allowing the bright sunlight to quietly spill into the room, warming the entire space.
