She drifted down her memory lane. Her sister had said, "Sister, let's play a game." She had locked Little Mo'er in the loft for three days and it wasn't until Mo'er felt like she was about to die that she was discovered by the maid. Her lips were cracked and dry, her throat was parched and her cherubic face was pale and clammy. No one had noticed her disappearance.
By the time she had trudged back to the villa, she no longer had any energy. She had been surprised to see that the villa was even more beautiful than normal, it had been decorated with pretty flowers and colorful balloons since she had last seen it the few days prior. It was her sister's third birthday party and Xiaowan was dressed like a little princess. Xiaowan wore a pink dress and was held closely by Qin Yawen while making wishes and blowing out the candles on the cake.
