His Past (4)

"Yes." Li Yuan tenderly held her face as he glided his fingers to wipe away the last of her tears. "They died six years ago. Each and every one of them." 

Shen Xi responded softly before hooking him by the neck to bury her head against his ear. Her voice was raspy amid uncontrollable sobs. "Brother, let's go home." 

Li Yuan picked her up. The tiny girl barely had any weight to her, but to him, she was the most precious and important treasure. Carrying her in the arms, he draped a coat over her and took strides out. 

Outside, the snow was coming down heavily. 

With downcast eyes, Li Yuan tucked her in as the girl nuzzled against his neck and whispered softly in his ear. "Let's go to Li Mansion." 

Although taken aback, he nodded with a smile. 

Many things and hate had been put to rest. Since she showed up in his life, all he saw was her.