"Sister! Are you alright?!"
As this heavenly voice rang out, Yumo, caught in the midst of an intense internal struggle, froze in shock. Her crimson eyes trembled slightly, filled with disbelief.
'Could it be...'
'That voice?!'
'Is it her?!'
Absorbed in suppressing her innate impulses, Yumo was oblivious to her surroundings. Thus, hearing this unexpected voice naturally brought a look of astonishment to her face.
Of course,
What shocked Yumo the most wasn't the sudden appearance of this uninvited guest, but the identity of this person.
This voice, as beautiful as a gentle stream, touching the soul, brimming with tenderness and purity, was all too familiar to Yumo.
'Mengxi!?'
Gradually lowering her hands from her head, Yumo shakily lifted her gaze, revealing her weary, desolate eyes, and looked in the direction of the sound.
