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Yao Xiaoyan strode over, but before she could get close to the woman, a man pulled her to the side and loudly rebuked, "What are you doing here again? "If Tor can't find her, then go home. Don't embarrass yourself anymore!"

"You lost my Tor. Give her back to me, give me back." The man was extremely impatient. He simply pushed the woman to the ground, turned around and left, and said, "You lunatic!"

Yao Xiaoyan stared at him coldly. If she wasn't mistaken, this man should be Ta'er's father.

At this moment, Tor was trembling as she stared at the man's retreating back with her empty eyes. No one knew what she was thinking, but her hands were tightly clenched into fists, as if she was afraid.

The woman on the ground frantically picked up the message one by one. Two streams of hot tears fell onto the face of the girl with big eyes.

Tor floated forward slowly and stopped in front of the woman. She wanted to hug the woman, but her weak body went through the woman's body. No one could touch her, and no one could even see her existence other than Yao Xiaoyan.

Ta'er's tears fell drop by drop onto those petitioners, turning into red blood. It was a shocking sight.

The woman was stunned when she saw the blood on the paper. She looked around, but couldn't see anything. She could only kneel on the ground and kowtow, "God, I beg of you, please let my Tor go home."

The woman's head hit the ground, and the blood on her forehead dripped onto the paper, mixing with Tor's tears. It was heart-wrenching.

Tor began to cry. She tried to help her mother up a few times, but her two bodies couldn't touch her. "Mom, get up. Don't cry anymore." Only Yao Xiaoyan could hear Ta'er's heart-wrenching cries. Her eyes also started to moisten.

"Sister, please help me, I beg of you." Ta'er ran over and grabbed Yao Xiaoyan's sleeve with both of her hands. Her pale face was tinged red with tears.

Yao Xiaoyan withdrew her tears and lowered her head to look at Tou'er. "You want me to tell your mother not to look for you anymore. You're already dead?" Isn't this kind of news too cruel for a mother? Maybe if she kept on searching like this, there would always be a sliver of hope in her heart. Only then would she have the courage to continue living.

Tor looked back at her weeping mother and begged, "I hope she forgets about my existence. Just pretend I never came to her side. I don't want to implicate her. I want her to live a good life."

"It's a pity that I don't know any magic. Otherwise, I would definitely help you. The only thing I can help you with now is to tell your mother the truth."

Tor raised her head and looked Yao Xiaoyan in the eye. "Sister, can you tell Mommy that wherever Tor is, regardless of whether she is alive or dead, she will always be thinking of her? Ta'er will always be her daughter."

Yao Xiaoyan revealed an awkward expression. If she were to say such words, she would definitely be treated as the murderer and sent to the police station. No one would be able to see Ta Er.

Looking at Ta'er's pitiful expression, Yao Xiaoyan sighed and walked over to help the woman up.

"Have you ever seen my child? Her name is Tor, and she's five years old and has very large eyes. Have you ever seen her? " The woman grabbed Yao Xiaoyan's hand and asked while holding the photo on the poster. She did not care about the blood on her forehead at all.

"I …" Yao Xiaoyan hesitated as she did not know what to say.

The man who had pushed Ta'er's mother to the ground came back. Ta'er, who was standing next to Yao Xiaoyan, disappeared.

"I'm sorry, but my wife is not in good spirits. Sorry for troubling you." The man gently smiled back at Yao Xiaoyan and pulled her to his side. He said in a low voice, "You must be tired. Let's go home."

Perhaps the woman was really tired from crying as she leaned against the man's body. However, her hands were still tightly grasping Yao Xiaoyan's, "Excuse me, have you seen my child?"

"You're tired. Let's go." The man smiled apologetically at Yao Xiaoyan once again. He held the woman and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, can I ask how Tor lost it?" Yao Xiaoyan suddenly stepped forward and asked.

The man's body stiffened. A moment of nervousness flashed across his eyes. "I'm sorry, Miss. Thank you for your concern. It's time for us to leave."

In the tallest building in the city, Hu Zi said in a low voice, "Master, that girl just now seemed to be able to see something that ordinary people cannot."

The man said nothing, his eyes still fixed on the ancient painting on the wall.

The painting was given to him by the woman. Time flew by. It had been more than a thousand years, but he could still clearly remember the first time he saw her.