Ming Yao stared blankly at the tall, slender man before her, her heart burning with discomfort.
Upon hearing her voice, the man showed no reaction at all, as if she were a stranger.
"Xixi, what's going on?" the man asked the woman beside him.
The woman named Xixi looked at Ming Yao with suspicion in her eyes. "May I ask who you are?"
Ming Yao's butterfly-like long eyelashes trembled gently, emotions churning inside her like a tide.
He couldn't see anymore, but he could still hear her voice, couldn't he?
Yet there was no response from him upon hearing her voice; what did that mean?
It meant he didn't remember her!
This possibility caused Ming Yao's heart to ache unbearably.
"My name is Ming Yao, I'm here to find him."
The woman named Xixi was clearly nervous and flustered.
She clung tightly to the man's arm. "Brother Ah Ting doesn't know you, you must have mistaken him for someone else!"
Ming Yao pressed her lips together, saying nothing.
