This voice seemed to come from a very, very distant place, but it carried an incredibly strong penetrating power, shaking off all the other noisy and chaotic sounds around her ears.
"Clang——!"
The darkness also dispersed, and Ye Wanlan's eyes were greeted by a deep blue, as if she were inside an ocean.
She was still sinking, but a hand pierced through all the waves and grasped her wrist.
"Sister."
This voice drew a little closer, and the owner of the voice finally appeared before her eyes.
The girl had fox-like eyes, with upturned corners, naturally smiling, and as her gaze fluttered, it seemed like stars shattered inside them, bright and dazzling.
Her long red hair fell on the back of her hand, like flowing scarlet flames, bursting with endless vitality.
Ye Wanlan was suddenly stunned, unable to believe why she saw this face, which had appeared in her dreams many times, here: "...Xiaoqing?"
She had many secrets, never confided to anyone.
