Baili Xia sat by the window, watching the bustling streets, and sighed at how pleasant life could be.
Suddenly, her gaze sharpened, locking onto a passerby.
The girl walked over from afar, dressed in black leather jacket and pants, looking extremely efficient.
But that wasn't the most important thing, what caught Baili Xia's attention was her face.
This face seemed familiar.
Yet no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall where she had seen it before.
Through the glass, Baili Xia's gaze was tightly fixed on the girl's face.
As the distance drew closer, her eyes followed the girl's movement.
Until the girl walked past the window, she still couldn't figure out who it was.
"Xiaxia, what's wrong?" Noticing her deep in thought, Mo asked with concern.
Baili Xia's brows furrowed as she continued to try to remember.
"I saw someone familiar, but I can't remember who exactly."
She raised her hand to rest on her forehead.
