"Mother."
Hua Xingcheng turned around and called out, and saw the Flower Goddess, dressed in light pink, coming from the west on lotus flowers.
The Flower Goddess lightly touched the ground with her toes and landed in front of Hua Xingcheng, but her gaze was fixed on Hua Xinglian beside her.
While the Flower Goddess was looking at Flower Star Lotus, Flower Star Lotus was also looking at her.
Their eyes met.
The Flower Goddess gazed at Hua Xinglian, who had transformed into a little girl, and couldn't help but reach out her slender hand, seemingly wanting to pat the little girl's head. However, she was deterred by the unfamiliarity and aloofness in the girl's eyes, and lowered her hand somewhat disappointedly.
Seeing this, Hua Xingcheng stepped forward and said to the Flower Goddess, "Mother, Sister Hua Hua has just transformed into human form and must be very curious about this place. Why don't we take her around and let her appreciate the beautiful scenery of the Lotus Realm..."
Perhaps, Sister Huahua can recall something from this scene... Hua Xingcheng thought to himself.
The Flower Goddess immediately agreed with this, and led Hua Xingcheng forward, with Hua Xinglian following behind them.
They walked around the flower-lined canal in front of the house, passed the small pavilion under the tower, sat on the stone bench under the moon, and tasted the dragon tea in the rain...
Wherever they went, the Flower Goddess would pay attention to Hua Xinglian's expression, even if it was just a slight pause or a moment of distraction.
However, it didn't happen.
Hua Xinglian seemed to be visiting these places for the first time; the familiar yet unfamiliar things couldn't evoke even the slightest memory of this place in her mind.
The Flower Goddess sighed, and Hua Xingcheng also felt somewhat disappointed.
He had never seen Hua Xinglian since birth. Later, the doctor told him that he had an older sister, and the lotus in the flower canal was his sister. He was happy again.
After leaving Su for Liuyun Peak, Hua Xingcheng found the days increasingly boring. The Flower Goddess was frequently away, and he was practically rotting away alone in the Lotus Realm…
Later, the lotus flowers in the flower canal began to speak, and Hua Xingcheng also had a longing for them.
Hua Xingcheng felt very happy every day when he stood by the flower canal and watched his sister.
He waited and waited, and finally Hua Xinglian transformed into human form.
They thought they could be reunited, but little did they know that Hua Xinglian had no memory of her past, and her behavior was exactly what one would expect from someone her current age.
While feeling regretful, Hua Xingcheng wasn't discouraged. After all, his sister had already transformed into human form, so regaining her memories shouldn't be too far off...
Hua Xinglian had somehow gotten ahead of Hua Shen and Hua Xingcheng.
She turned around and looked at the two who seemed to be deep in thought, and asked in confusion, "What are you still thinking about? Come and play!"
She was like a naive child who had never seen the world, completely unable to guess what others were thinking, nor did she want to.
As they walked, they arrived at the white swing that Lotus Goddess used to love sitting on.
Hua Xinglian stopped there, staring thoughtfully at the swing.
The Flower Goddess's heart was in her throat. She stared intently at Hua Xinglian, watching her expression, hoping for even the slightest change in her expression.
Hua Xinglian was indeed stunned for a moment when she saw the swing, but then she happily ran over and sat on it.
The swing began to sway due to inertia, and Hanahoshi closed his eyes comfortably, feeling the gentle breeze on his face.
Her body swayed back and forth with the swing, and once she got used to the swing's rhythm, she let go of her hands.
As the swing carried her to a higher place, fragments of memories flashed through her mind, and she felt as if she had seen this scene before.
After closing my eyes, the scene in my mind became clear.
It seems that a woman in white once sat on the swing like this, a gentle breeze brushing her sleeves, and suddenly turned her head.
But she couldn't see her face clearly...
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