Finding Her Grandmother

Su Xiaowu blinked at Liu Sanniang. "Sister Liu, how are you going to help me find my grandmother?"

This was not a simple thing. Su Xiaowu counted with her little fingers. "I've been looking for Grandmother for a long time, but I still couldn't find her. I've seen the white world. Once, twice, thrice, four times."

Li Guanfeng's heart tightened. His eyes were red. The white world was winter when it snowed.

Four times. His Xiaowu had been wandering outside for four years. Li Guanfeng felt bad.

If he hadn't been selfish, if he hadn't insisted on keeping Xiaowu back then, his Xiaowu would have been a beautiful and normal girl.

While he was keeping Xiaowu by his side, Su Xiaowu, who lacked a soul, was already growing up in this world. Because of her missing intelligence, she had been lost for four years. What kind of suffering had she gone through?

Li Guanfeng did not dare to imagine.