Leader of White Magic

Mo Jiaxin only talked about trivial things. Xinxia sat there, listened, and eventually fell asleep.

In the dream, the trivial things Mo Jiaxing said formed her complete childhood, and Xinxia experienced it over again even though she had no memory of it. It was like being trapped in a repeated memory that was lost.

When she was awakened by a large swath of blood rushing toward her face, it was already morning. She saw the mountains and the forests. She heard the sounds of birds coming from afar.

"Are you awake?"

"Yes."

"Tea?"

"Okay."

She felt groggy. She accidentally fell asleep, but it felt like she had lived through years of her life. When she tried to recall the things that happened in the dream in detail, she could not remember anything at all.

The sky had brightened by the time she washed up. When the sun was just rising, she received news that the Tulce family was about to announce their support.