Song Yan Ning came to Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang's room and looked at the two sleeping figures, her eyes filled with reluctance.
"Grandpa! Grandma!" Song Yan Ning gazed at Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang for a long time, took a deep breath, waved her hand and a white light enveloped the two.
Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang frowned slightly in their sleep.
The light gradually weakened, and Song Yan Ning took a deep look at Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang and then disappeared from the spot. She really didn't want her grandparents to forget her, but there was no other choice, for if they remembered her, she could never return without causing them to worry.
Song Yan Ning soared into the night sky, casting a lingering glance at the village she had grown up in before turning away. From then on, the people there would never remember her, to them she was just a stranger.
