Goddess Amira, a granddaughter of the Heavenly Lord of the Plane fell down into the mortal plane, losing her memories, her powers, family, and friends. In the mortal plane, she was called Qin Shimei. She was found and adopted by a wealthy couple who...
Before Ju-long could lie down on the gel-like capsule coffin, he had Ai time freeze the plane. He also got An Zhu to stay behind to watch over the body of Qin Shimei and his baby while An Jin, An Zing, and Anubis followed Ju-long.
Somewhere in a different dimension is a remote and wide space, and a beautiful woman lied in a supine position in the middle of a circle fountain. She was surrounded by water reflecting the aurora borealis and stars. Her shiny dark hair spread out as well as her elegant purple dress evenly like a wildflower. On the edge of the fountain sat an exquisite white wolf with red symbols wrapped around his body, and a cute bluish/purple little dragon flying above the side of the beautiful woman’s sleeping face. Xiao Bao, the little dragon, had a worried look on his little face. He glanced back at Asura, the exquisite white wolf, and asked, "Asura, do you think goddess will wake up anytime soon?"
Asura was going to reply back until he saw Qin Shimei—or the real identity, Amira Khalid. Her fingers flinched. Xiao Bao quickly turned back to look at Amira's fingers, now slowly rising up towards her face. Amira opened her beautiful green gem-like eyes. She used her left hand to help support herself in a fowler position as her other hand held her throbbing headache. With a confused voice, she asks, "Where am I?"
Xiao Bao became overly excited at this situation. He couldn’t help but cry out, "Goddess! You're awake!"
Amira looked back to where the source of the voice was. As she spotted a blue little dragon in front of her, she scrunched up her brows and asked, "Who are you?"
Xian Bao instantly felt like a bucket of cold water splashed all over his face. He grew restless at the sight of her confusion and looked over to where Asura was sitting, communicating with him using telepathy.
"What should we do? Goddess hasn't gained back her memories, and she does not know who we are."
With reassurance, Asura replied, "We will wait. It seems like he is on his way over here right now."
Xiao Bao and Asura silently waited but what they did not expect was Amira’s next statements.
Amira took a lingering gaze around this place before suddenly remembering something. She rested her hand upon her stomach and anxiously shouted, "My baby!" She rapidly felt her stomach, but there was no bump or any feeling of life forming in her. All she felt was emptiness. Amira's body trembled and tears rolled down her cheeks. She clutched her stomach where the baby bump was supposed to be and repeatedly questioned. "No, No, No… This can't be happening. My baby! Where is my baby?" Loud sobs could be heard from her mouth and her eyes were swollen red as tears kept trickling down her cheeks.
Xiao Bao and Asura want to console her but as of right now, they are strangers in her eyes.
Amira has been sitting on the side of the fountain in a fetal position for a while. Her disheveled dark hair fell freely around her arms while little sobbings could be heard.
Asura couldn't stand still no more and took a step forward to Amira, but a white figure walked passed him. Asura retracted his front paws and sat back down.
The wolf sighed heavily and silently told himself, I will just leave this matter to him instead.
Xiao Bao, still flying in front of Amira, felt a strong and intimidating presence behind him. He looked back and saw a beautiful man in a white hanfu gracefully walking towards Amira. Xiao Bao bowed his head respectfully and made way for him.
Still, the woman was oblivious to her surroundings. She was busy drowning herself away with tears until a jade-like hand gently stroked Amira's head. In a doting and gentle soothing voice, he asked, "Child, why art thou heavy? (Child, why are you sad?)"
Amira felt like the voice sounded familiar. She was certain she heard it before, but when? She opened her eyes and lifted her head up to peek at the owner of the voice. Her swollen eyes opened wide in shock. A beautiful man in a white hanfu stood in front of her. He had long, beautiful silky white hair that reached down to his waist while a thin water-like droplet was imprinted on his forehead. With long and straight sword-like eyebrow, elegant curved chin, thin lips, and well sculpture high nose bridge—he really seemed handsome.
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Without any warning, Amira sat up and ran towards him, engulfing the man in a big hug as she buried her face in his chest. The beautiful man made her feel safe, familiar, and warmth. Her tears once again fell down heavily, soaking the white silken fabric. Even though she could not remember where she had seen him, it doesn't stop the strong familiarity she felt towards him. In a hoarse voice, Amira unconsciously called out to him like she did a long time ago.
"Zufu… Zufu..." She constantly repeated the familiar word. With each sobbing and sniffing, her tears roll down. She cried so hard in his warm embrace that she let out her heart breaking wail. The beautiful man who came to finally see his long lost granddaughter, gently stroked her head. His eyes soften, remembering how she always cried and ran into his arms when she was a little girl. It was when she couldn’t protect that little boy who was constantly getting bullied by other immortal children, and how the same little boy would tease and often argue with her.
They stood in the same position for half an hour until Amira’s trembling and sobs gradually quiet down. As her head slowly cleared up, Amira stepped back to give the other some space. Her red eyes stared directly at Alaric Khalid. Her cheeks flushed red, feeling embarrassed of taking the initiative to hug a beautiful man who she has never met! The woman pursed her lips as her eyes darted back and forth.
Alaric saw that Amira was hesitating to start up a conversation since she felt awkward and embarrassed over her action. Therefore, he ended up breaking the silence.
In a soothing voice, he smiled, "Amira, my child, look at how much thou hast grown. (Amira, my child, look at how much you have grown.)"
When Amira heard this, she gave him a confused look.
"I am sorry, sir, but my name is not Amira. It is Qin Shimei. Plus, I don't know who you are? Although you sound very familiar and you look beautifully handsome as well, I can't recall seeing you before… But..." The woman paused when she recalled what she just called him. Wasn’t it during the time she broke down in his arms that she called him that name? Her face blushed again from embarrassment.
Then she continued. "Sir, I am so sorry calling you Zufu! I did not mean it! Plus, you look too young to be an old man! I just don't know why I blurted that out when I saw you! I just… I just feel a strong familiarity with you. Sir, have we met before?"
Alaric felt a sharp pain stabbing his heart when he heard her apologizing and calling him "sir". His gentle eyes showed a hint of sadness but it quickly disappeared. Remembering how she introduced herself as Qin Shimei, he felt confused.
