He had seen her cry before, but he had never seen her cry so hard, as if she had lost everything in an instant. Every sob was heartbreaking.

One was his older brother, and the other was his beloved Sixteen. At this moment, the pain in his heart was no less than that of others.

Tang Yaoyao held his hand, and at this moment, she could no longer control herself.

She almost never thought about who named her; she always assumed it was something she was born with.

But it turns out...

Yao'er, that's the name her brother chose for her in their past life.

She hated herself for forgetting such an important thing, and at that moment she felt a heart-wrenching pain.

In her past life, after each tribulation, she would forget the events of the mortal world, but she never imagined that what she forgot was such an important string.

And then there's Yunluo, the general's wife who risked her life to protect her.

"Second Brother, wake up! It's Yao'er, Yao'er has come to see you. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, Second Brother..."

Her voice echoed in the room, filled with unbearable sorrow.

The other young masters of the Fu family came over and, seeing this scene, felt heartbroken but were helpless.

Fu Jincheng had a dream.

I dreamt of a scene I often had as a child: a small, fiery red fox was by my side, as if countless years had passed, yet I couldn't remember where or when it happened.

This hazy feeling gave him the illusion that it happened in a past life.

So, when he grew up, he also raised a bright red fox. Unfortunately, the little fox was disobedient and didn't want to live in the city, so he had to release it into the forest.

At that moment, he felt very light, as if he were in a bottomless dark abyss.

The journey was very quiet; you could hardly hear any sound.

He walked and walked, for who knows how long, but he still couldn't find a way out of the darkness.

Just when he was about to give up.

"Second Brother."

That was Yao'er's voice, filled with a thousand longings and deep sorrow.

Fu Jincheng felt a sharp pain in his heart. Although he hadn't known this younger sister for very long, it felt as if he had known her for many years.

How could he bear to let his sister suffer?

I stood up and told myself that I had to get out of there.

Go see her and tell her that he is not in pain and does not blame her.

He wandered aimlessly, feeling as if he were buried in an abyss, unable to escape no matter what he did. Every time he wanted to give up, his sister's voice would suddenly appear.

It was like a redemption, and it gave him strength.

Suddenly, he saw a beam of light ahead. If he stepped into it, he would find the exit.

It was as if an invisible magic was guiding him, telling him that this was the way out.

He walked to the edge and saw only dazzling light, but no path, just as one foot stepped into the white light.

"Jin Xian!"

An excited voice rang out.

He was stunned. His name was Jin Cheng, but the name felt instinctively familiar to him, and he stopped.

He turned around but saw nothing, only heard a female voice he had never heard before: "Don't go forward, turn back."

He turned around and called out, "Who are you?"

Her soft voice rang out again: "It's Yunluo, Jinxian, come back quickly, Yao'er is waiting for you."

My dear child...

His sister.

"Brother, second brother, please wake up!"

Tang Yaoyao's voice rang out again, and he abruptly pulled his foot back.