"Master, will she..."
Baili Xia wanted to ask if she might lose her memory from the fall, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
If Xiaoxiao really lost her memory, what should they do?
Nangong Xu already understood what she meant, and he shook his head.
"Probably not, her head wasn't impacted when she landed."
He looked at Xiaoxiao and said calmly, "Give her some time; her brain is very tired now."
Baili Xia nodded; they had already waited for so long, there was no rush at this moment.
She gazed at Xiaoxiao and gently said, "Xiaoxiao, I am Xiaxia, Baili Xia, do you remember? We grew up together."
Xiaoxiao furrowed her brows, searching carefully in her mind.
The name was so familiar, seemingly very important to her.
Who exactly was she?
Suddenly, something flashed through Xiaoxiao's mind.
She sat up abruptly, her gaze fixed on Baili Xia's face.
"I know now, you're Xiaxia."
She looked around and asked, "Where's Zimo? An Ran? And Ye Zi?"
