"Ailirela... Who is she?"
Looking at the name engraved on the tombstone behind the young girl, Xia Nan asked bluntly.
Upon hearing this, Sarah couldn't help but pause.
Her expression stiffened, and her lips pressed tightly together.
She had deliberately moved her steps to use her body to cover it up, trying to change the topic and leave the graveyard together with Xia Nan. Her fundamental purpose was hoping that Xia Nan wouldn't notice the tombstone behind her.
Now, hearing Xia Nan's inquiry, she instinctively felt tense and lowered her head, unable to speak.
Silence lingered for a while.
Just as Xia Nan began wondering if he had been too direct and whether he should change the topic to approach from the side.
Sarah's voice emerged from beneath the tightly worn felt hat.
