"Long time no see, Little Duoduo."
Le Yao gently patted Duoduo's small head with her hand.
"Where have you been, Sister Yaoyao?"
Duoduo's voice carried a hint of crying when she asked.
"Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand. Anyway, I went to a very distant place," Le Yao said.
Le Yao was a very beautiful girl, with a graceful figure, flowing hair and a great temperament. The only thing was her pale complexion devoid of any blood color, but, well, she was a ghost, having blood color would be strange.
"How about you, Little Duoduo? How have you been lately? Still... sitting non-stop, wait." She finally noticed something was amiss.
"Duoduo, is your neck okay? Your little head isn't falling off anymore?"
She noticed a faint blue line on Duoduo's neck, and the originally fierce scars had all disappeared. She reached out to touch it directly.
However, Duoduo caught her hand with a small grip.
"Don't touch, it's very dangerous."
