"Hmm... so cute, she must be only seven or eight years old!" Shen Xiaoman stared intently at the painting, which looked eerily familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
"Do you want to hear Xiao Kui's story?"
This was the first time Lei Zijia had brought up Xiao Kui to her, and Shen Xiaoman nodded, "Of course, I do."
Lei Zijia took her small hand and walked through the forest strewn with fallen leaves, arriving at the seaside, where he sat with her on the beach, both gazing into the distant sea.
"When I was a little over five, almost six years old, my mommy adopted a girl, her name was Xiao Kui! She was a very pretty, kind, and strong little girl..."
