"Ning Zuiye..." Ning Zuiye uttered it with a soft smile.
A flash of surprise crossed Ning Xue's eyes, but then her eyes narrowed. "Ning... Zuiye?" Hearing the name after many years, the memories of the past flooded her mind.
Suppressing the rush of emotions threatening to overwhelm her, Ning Xue shook her head gently, trying to compose herself. 'No, is this a coincidence? This woman....'
Ning Xue raised her head, again noticing the woman's facial features 'Black hair... and purple eyes... h-huh.'
Her thoughts trailed off as she observed, a flicker of recognition dancing in her eyes.
Ning Zuiye's lips curled up in a warm smile "It's been so long, Sister Xue," her words breaking the haze of uncertainty
H-Huh? Ning Xue's eyes trembled to hear the name, her grip faltering as the spoon slipped from her fingers, clattering to the floor.
"Z-Zui'er? No way... how?" Ning Xue stuttered, her voice barely escaping her lips, as a rush of happiness filled her heart and she quickly stood up.
