Ming Yao's heart was flooded with myriad thoughts for a moment.
Still, she thought she'd better not jump to conclusions. If given the chance, she would have to ask that woman in the nun's habit.
The nun reached the church door and suddenly realized someone had been following her. She turned to look.
Gazing upon Ming Yao, whose beauty was dazzling, a hint of confusion flashed in the nun's eyes.
"Hello, may I ask who you are?"
The woman's voice was soft and gentle, giving an impression of a spring breeze.
Directly facing the woman, Ming Yao noticed her eyes were clear and translucent, free of any impurities, as beautiful as a mountain spring.
Ming Yao curved her lips into a smile, "Hello, my name is Ming Yao. I followed you because you resemble someone I know. Her name is Shi Ying. Do you know her?"
"Shi Ying?" The woman's brow furrowed slightly, followed by a shake of her head, "I'm sorry, I can't remember much from the past. My current name is Snow."
