"I cannot remember…" Nian Xiaomu was shocked by his question. The images in her mind became distorted again.
She could only vaguely remember that she had been here before.
She had some recollection of the swing and also of the strawberry garden in the courtyard.
However, she had no impression of her family or an older sister named Xing Li…
There was also that fire.
In her memories, there was indeed a fire with flames that had engulfed everything in the surroundings.
She had dreamed about dying in a fire countless times, but she would forget things when she woke up.
However, if she had lived here before and could remember how she had spent time in this courtyard, then what Xing Li said could likely be true.
Her name was Xing Xing.
She had an older sister and loving parents.
However, their blissful life was ruined by her hand. She had set their house on fire and destroyed everything.