hrough, and the acacia flowers on the trees fluttered down like feathers. Xiaoyu Ge, dressed in a light pink white shawl, was surrounded by petals but remained unaware, still sleeping soundly. Her pea...fe. They seemed to hold only boundless darkness. Her face wore an expression of hopeless serenity, but when she looked at the two children, who could die at any moment, tears flowed from her eyes lik...