Bai Lingmiao recalled everything as she looked at the fuzzy phantom images. That child was her from her younger days, and this was an event that had happened before, a long time ago.0

Bai Lingmiao watched as her grandfather lifted her up, carried her on his neck before starting to run and jump among the ceramic figures, shouting and amusing her.0

She silently followed them, gradually recalling everything that happened in this place.0

“Wa, wa~ Waa waa~”1

Bai Lingmiao watched her childhood self cry, sitting in the corner with her open-crotch pants. She was covered in mud.0

“What’s wrong, little one? Who bullied you?” An elderly woman with white hair hurried over as she comforted and lifted Bai...0