The fog was rising and nothing could be seen clearly. The man walked slowly, stopped in front of her, and bent down, "How old are you?" "Eight years old! +" He smiled, "From today on, I am your half-brother, and you will be called Li Yi." A Luo looked at the smile and forgot to respond. The man scratched the tip of her nose, "Do you remember?" A'luo nodded repeatedly, thought for a moment, and asked in a childish voice, "What does it mean?" "It's true." "Then what's your name?" He smiled softly and touched her head, "Li Shan, you are kind and good."