You want me to play the Foehn wind? Are you kidding me?

The two stared at the photo on the screen, examining it closely. They both felt a strong sense of familiarity, as the little girl in the photo looked remarkably familiar.

Xing stared at the little girl's bright red hair in the photo, then suddenly looked up at Himeko walking at the front of the group. Her hair color was exactly the same, without the slightest difference.

She turned her gaze back to the photo, scrutinizing the little girl's facial features bit by bit. The more she looked, the more familiar she felt. The outline of her entire face, the shape of her eyebrows and eyes, all highly overlapped with Himeko in front of her.

Xing turned to look at March 7th, who was also stunned beside her, and spoke softly.

"In March, doesn't the little girl in this photo look a little familiar?"

March 7th nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with surprise.

"Hmm...I also feel...it's a bit like...Himeko-nee..."

The moment Xing uttered the words "March 7th," all the scattered clues in her mind instantly came together, and she suddenly understood the key.

"Yes! It's Himeko-nee! And it looks so much like her!"

On March 7th, she turned her head again to look at Himeko's tall and straight back. Her mind raced, desperately trying to process everything she saw. A few seconds later, her eyes widened suddenly, as if she had suddenly realized a huge secret. She lowered her voice and excitedly grabbed Hoshino.

"Star! I understand!"

The Trail Blazers, seeing her sudden excitement, didn't react for a moment and casually asked.

"What do you know?"

March 7th looked at the Trail Blazers with a confident expression and whispered his guess.

"This is definitely Himeko-nee's daughter!"

After hearing this, Xing had a look of sudden realization on her face. Following March 7's line of thought, she completely accepted this statement.

"I see. I thought this was Himeko-nee herself when she was young. Turns out she's Himeko-nee's daughter."

The two huddled together and whispered to each other, their eyes occasionally glancing at the oblivious Himeko in front of them. They were both shocked and uneasy by this sudden speculation.

Holding Lu Feng's phone in her hand, she even stopped scrolling through other messages, her mind preoccupied with this message and the information hidden behind this photo.

They were completely unaware that their hushed conversation had been overheard by Walter and Himeko, who were not far away.

The white clone beside him was still staring intently at Huang Quan, its scorching aura of destruction fluctuating in intensity. If Lu Feng failed to control it properly, a conflict would erupt in the next second.

The black clone drooped its head, only hoping to reach its destination as soon as possible, find a place to lie down and sleep soundly. Everything happening around it was meaningless to it.

Xing and March 7th huddled together and whispered to each other, keeping their voices very low. However, they weren't far from Himeko in the front row, and the road was quiet, so even the slightest sound could be heard far away.

Himeko had very sharp ears and caught the few words that drifted past her intermittently.

What? Little girl, photo, daughter—every single word of it fell into her ears.

She paused for half a second, a strange feeling of unease rising in her heart, but she didn't turn around immediately. She just continued walking forward as usual, secretly making a mental note of the incident.

Walter followed behind, clearly seeing the two girls whispering and guessing while holding their phones. He then glanced at Himeko, who was completely oblivious in front of him, and helplessly adjusted his glasses.

He didn't step forward to interrupt, but silently observed Lu Feng's expression, wanting to see if Lu Feng would come forward to explain the matter.

Lu Feng stood beside the two women and heard their conversation clearly, but he didn't say anything.

On March 7th, the more he thought about it, the more convinced he was that he was absolutely right. He even stretched out his finger and compared the facial features one by one with the photos on his phone screen.

"Look, look! The eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, even the curve of the mouth are exactly the same. Except for being a little younger, she's practically a carbon copy of Himeko. Who else could she be but her daughter?"

Xing stared at the photo repeatedly, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that the argument made sense, so she nodded in agreement.

"They look so alike! The hair color is exactly the same, and the face shape is no different. If you don't look closely, you could easily mistake her for Himeko when she was a child."

The two of them talked back and forth, becoming more and more certain, and even began to quietly imagine the story behind it all.

On March 7th, I whispered to the stars.

"Could it be that Sister Himeko had a child a long time ago but was too embarrassed to tell us?"

Xing shook her head.

"Sister Himeko never mentioned to us that she had any other relatives. I guess the person in this photo is most likely her daughter, but she was kept somewhere else because they were afraid she would suffer with her, so she didn't travel with Sister Himeko on the train."

The two were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice Lu Feng reaching out and gently tapping Xing's phone, which was held high in his hand.

A crisp sound instantly pulled the two people, who were immersed in their daydreams, back to reality.

Xing suddenly looked up and met Lu Feng's face, which showed no recollection of anything. Only then did she realize that she had been chatting on someone else's phone for a long time. She quickly handed the phone back with both hands, looking a little embarrassed.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Lu Feng took the phone and casually put it back in his pocket.

"It's alright, don't worry about it. It's just that your guesses are wrong."

He didn't go into details about what was wrong, only hinting at it in one sentence, refusing to say even half a word more.

These words made the two even more curious, but seeing that Lu Feng didn't want to talk about it, neither of them dared to ask any more questions. They could only keep their questions to themselves and obediently follow the group on their way.

March 7th secretly tugged at Xing's sleeve and whispered something in a low voice.

"He said we were wrong, so what is it? It can't be a relative, can it?"

Xing shook her head slightly and lowered her voice.

"I don't know, we might find out sometime later."

Himeko, who had been keeping an eye on the movements behind her, finally stopped, turned around and looked at the group. Her gaze fell on Hoshi and Mitsuki, and she asked in a calm tone.

"What were you talking about just now? I vaguely heard you mention photos and your daughter, and I even heard my name."

Suddenly being questioned by the person in question, the Trail Blazers and March 7th froze instantly. They looked at each other, both unsure of what to say.

On March 7th, he was slow-witted and panicked when asked, so he blurted out what had happened without thinking.

"Someone in your phone group posted a picture of a little girl with red hair. We thought she looked a lot like you, so we assumed she was your daughter."

Upon hearing this, Himeko froze, her brows furrowing slightly, her face filled with astonishment.

"My daughter? I've never had a child, that's impossible."

Himeko has lived for so many years, focusing all her attention on the Star Train and interstellar exploration. She has never started a family, let alone had children. This speculation is completely outrageous.

Walter stepped forward, looked at Lu Feng, and spoke with a hint of deliberation in his voice.

"Mr. Fenfeng, could you please tell me the source of that photo and that account?"