He could walk without a cane now, yet he limped more without it and wasn't as convenient as when he had it. As he passed by a Rouge shop, he accidentally tripped and fell.
His right hand scraped against the chipped edge of the shop's steps, hissing out a long gash, blood spilling everywhere.
He didn't mind the injury or the pain, hastily crawling up to continue moving forward.
"Brother-in-law?"
A fifteen-year-old girl in pink clothes hurried out from the Rouge Shop; her attire wasn't extravagant but she was very pretty and charming.
Xiao Liulang, however, as if he hadn't heard the call of 'brother-in-law,' kept dragging his feet forward.
Yao Xin hitched up her skirt and followed in quick, small steps. As she was about to exit the alley, she stepped in front of him, blocking his way, "Brother-in-law, it really is you! Do you still remember me? I've been to Bishui Alley—I am Xin'er!"