"Brother Motian!" A sweet, childlike voice appeared in my ear.

Immediately afterwards, like a newly blooming flower, a faint fragrance wafted from the direction of the sound.

"Who, who are you?" A young man lay casually on a large bed, his eyes covered with a white gauze, and his face seemed excessively pale.

A slight soreness lingered under his brow bone. The boy twitched his eyebrows, let out a soft groan, and shifted his head, turning his face to the side.

Through the small hole in the gauze, he saw a tiny figure, swinging its little arms, running vaguely from the other side.

The blurry figure was petite and adorable, about four or five years old. She was wearing a white princess dress, the fluffy fabric accentuating her small body, making her look very clever.

It turned out to be a little girl! Upon closer inspection, it seemed that the little girl was wearing a beautiful flower wreath on her head. Mo Tian blinked and tried hard to lift her head, ignoring the stinging pain in her body and the corner of her eye, just to see her face clearly.

The little girl stood by the bed. Under the soft light, he could finally see her through the gauze. Less than a meter in front of him, a pair of star-like eyes, blinking and brimming with starlight, were looking at him.

A soft, white hand, as smooth as jade, reached out towards her...

"Do you recognize me?" Mo Tian still struggled to sit up, reaching out a hand that landed perfectly in her grasp. So soft, so warm!

"Of course, Brother Motian, what happened to you? Is your eye better?" The girl sobbed, raising her other hand to wipe away her tears. "It's all my fault. You hurt your eye while protecting me."

My eyes were hurt? To protect her? So that's why my eyes were sore.

"But why can't I remember any of it?" Exhausted, Mo Tian sighed softly, released the little girl's hand, and slowly lay down again. "Why can't I remember any of it?"

"What? You don't remember? No, Brother Motian, you can't forget me. One day, I will find you," the girl's soft voice sounded weak, yet seemed to leave no room for argument.

"Let's pinky swear, and when we grow up we'll definitely find each other." The girl took two steps forward, holding onto the edge of the bed, and then held out her right little finger. "Pinky promise..."

"No change for 100 years," Mo Tian said, a charming smile curving his lips as he felt his fingers being hooked. His empty heart seemed to be filled with everything about the little girl all at once.

After a long while, Mo Tian reluctantly let go of the little girl's finger.

“This is my protective jade, I’m giving it to you,” the little girl said, lowering her head slightly and reaching for her neck to remove a glittering object.

Without hesitation, she held it up, stretched her little hand forward, and carefully hung the spirit jade around Mo Tian's neck. A fragrance, warm from her body, filled the air. "Mom said this is the most valuable treasure I own. From now on, it will protect you in my place. With this protective spirit jade, your eyes will soon return to their original state, as blue as the sky and as deep as the sea..."

The little girl speaks as if reciting a poem, which is mesmerizing.

At this moment, although Mo Tian felt weak all over, his heart was filled with emotion.

Thump, thump, thump... Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached from afar.

"Alright, we should say goodbye to Brother Motian now. Let's go." A woman's figure walked over.