If this world had no illness, if this world had no tragedies...
What a beautiful world it would be...
Where... am I?
It feels so unfamiliar, yet somehow there's a faint sense of recognition...
The doll beside her made Li Yuanhui feel even more at ease.
Dark green hair, and a hint of determination in her eyes.
Qingyi...?
What a lovely name. I look forward to getting along with you from now on.
