"You are actually the Senior Sister?"
Jian Yun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Senior Sister had appeared and disappeared just as suddenly.
It was as if she popped up out of nowhere, became famous for a while, and then vanished without a trace.
Jian Yun had once been moved by her singing. Senior Sister's song "Rest of Life" had touched the vulnerable part of her she dared not face.
That voice, eerily similar to Tang Wu's, the identical style of singing, made her fall madly in love with this girl who had appeared out of the blue.
For several consecutive days, she had been obsessed, her desire to learn more about her reaching an unprecedented peak.
She listened to each song over and over, watched them repeatedly.
Then, she would search for the differences between her and Tang Wu.
She had indeed found a few discrepancies, such as the timbre of her voice.
Tang Wu's voice was lower and more melodious, every lyric sung with a sense of story that lingered on.
