Bai Yuejie lay curled up on the ground, powerless, holding her aching chest, with cold sweat beading densely on her forehead.
"Oh right," just when Bai Yuejie thought the call had ended, Senior Sister's voice came through again. She said, "I forgot to tell you, do you know what the biggest thing I have in common with Tang Wu is?"
Bai Yuejie was gasping for breath. When she heard this, her subconscious mind flashed to the lute performance during Grandma Shi's birthday banquet. Then, Tang Wu's commanding voice and singing echoed in her head, followed by their remarkably similar personalities. In that instant, all these thoughts flitted through her mind, and Bai Yuejie realized very clearly just how alike Senior Sister and Tang Wu really were.
