Chapter 915: Too Much Alike
Hearing the sound, Lin Zhiyi was momentarily dazed.
Turning around to look at the approaching person, she finally reacted.
Xia Wan.
Lin Zhiyi slowly stood up, scrutinizing Xia Wan in front of her.
She was wearing a black dress.
Romantic curls were pinned at the back of her head, adorned with a simple daisy-shaped hairpin.
This is not an ordinary style, typically dressed like this for memorials or funerals.
Lin Zhiyi cautiously said, "Miss Xia, you are..."
Xia Wan gave a bitter smile: "A relative of my family is buried here, I’m accompanying the family to pay respects."
Speaking this, she looked down nearby.
Amid the rows of small trees, a black silhouette swayed in the distance.
Slender and delicate.