Sister Mary stared at Yuan's face for several seconds, but the longer she looked at him, the more confused she became.
For some reason, his face seemed incredibly familiar, yet she simply couldn't recognize him.
"You look so familiar for some reason… Have we met before?" Sister Mary asked, studying him with a puzzled expression.
Yuan chuckled softly and stepped forward. Before Sister Mary could react, he gently pulled her into a warm embrace.
Sister Mary was momentarily speechless as she found herself in the arms of the young man. She stared at him in disbelief.
"Huh? What are you doing, young man? Let me go…"
However, she neither pushed him away nor grew angry. Strangely enough, the embrace felt comforting and familiar, as though she had experienced it countless times before.
'Why does it feel as though I've hugged this young man thousands of times before? Do I know him?' she wondered, staring into the distance with a dazed expression.
