Ou Xiaoxiao blinked at the warm light. It was real. She could feel it. For the first time in what felt like forever, she didn't feel so alone.
She looked around, eyes wide. The black void around her was changing. The space didn't feel cold anymore. It felt like... a dream.
Suddenly, she noticed something strange—she was floating.
Her feet weren't touching anything, but she wasn't falling either. She spun a little, weightless like a feather, and looked at the people in front of her.
So many different faces.
They stared at her with wide eyes and gentle smiles. But she didn't know any of them. Not even the one who stood closest—the beautiful lady with long silver hair.
Ou Xiaoxiao tilted her head. "Who… who are you?"
The silver-haired woman looked surprised, like she wasn't expecting the question.
She stepped forward slowly, then crouched down a little, as if trying to meet Xiaoxiao's eyes more gently.
"My name is Yu Holea," she said softly. "I'm your cousin."
