"Tear mole?" Ying Yue's face paled.
"Yes." By now Gu Jin noticed the change in Ying Yue's expression and couldn't help but ask,
"What happened?"
"Sister...I...." Ying Yue suddenly didn't know what to say. After a long time when she came to her senses, she said,
"Sister you are sure, right?"
"Yes. But can you tell me why are you so shocked?" Gu Jin was genuinely curious.
Ying Yue softly lowered her head and sighed,
"Maybe...maybe she was my grandmother."
"But didn't you say that your grandmother died a few weeks ago? How could I see her yesterday?" Gu Jin felt that Ying Yue was assuming things.
Ying Yu shook her head,
"No! She is my grandmother for sure! Do you perhaps remember the clothes she wore when she met you?"
Gu Jin thought for a while and said,
"Hm...She wore a long, traditional robe with intricate patterns. The colors were faded, but it looked quite regal. She had a serene aura about her."
