Sage Buddha's eyes shone brightly.
The girl before him seemed to startle the suddenly awakened Sage Buddha, causing him to fall backward involuntarily.
Whoosh!
Sage Buddha suddenly reached out and, in an instant, caught the wrist of the girl before him.
He gently pulled her into his embrace.
For a moment, the girl clad in a red sari and the young man looked into each other's eyes.
"O girl with the pure eyes and slender waist!"
"What is your name, and where do you come from?"
Sage Buddha couldn't help but ask.
Upon hearing this, the girl blinked.
"My name is Ila!"
The girl named Ila said softly.
Her voice was exceedingly pleasant, like the chirping of a songbird and the gentle calling of a fawn, pure and melodious.
Ila frowned slightly, her pure eyes revealing a touch of confusion.
"I also want to know where my home is, but I can't remember!"
Ila murmured.
Hearing this, Sage Buddha shook his head.