For the next several days, Da Xia and the Li brothers fell into a comfortable rhythm in Jia Province. Each day, they did the things they had once done so many years ago—cleaning the house, cooking meals together, buying fresh groceries from the market, and washing their clothes by hand.
It was a simple life, one far removed from the complexities of their roles in the Demon Realm, but it was peaceful. Even without the return of the brothers' memories, they made new ones together, walking around the town and enjoying each other's company.
During these quiet moments, Da Xia often found herself watching Li Wei and Li Jun closely, searching for any hint of recognition in their eyes. Although they hadn't remembered their past lives yet, they seemed content, and that brought her a measure of peace. Every smile, every laugh, and every glance they shared felt like a small victory, a step toward rekindling what had been lost.