Qin Xue is no longer an assassin, purely a little girl with a child's mind; this is a great fortune for her, as she forgets painful memories, leaving only the beautiful innocence of childhood.
Qin's father is overjoyed, being able to reunite with his daughter is a joyful event for his later years.
He looked at his daughter's innocent and radiant demeanor, and wept with joy.
"Dad, why are you crying? The teacher says that people who cry a lot aren't strong," Qin Xue looked at her father with wide, puzzled eyes.
"It's just some sand in my eyes." Qin's father made an excuse for himself, hastily composing his emotions.
"Oh!" Qin Xue nodded somewhat understandingly and then turned to Zhang Lu, adorably saying, "Big sister, when I grow up, can I be a police officer like you?"
"Sure!" Zhang Lu smiled gently.
"Dad, where's mom? I remember mom saying she would take me out to play." Qin Xue's memories had returned to before the incident, and her memories of her mother were a bit blurry.