It Must Be Like This

That must be it.

"Poor thing, you won't have the chance to see how wonderful this world is in the future. Poor thing, don't be so unlucky in your next life."

Tang Ya clenched her fists.

Her eyes were fixated on the little girl's exquisite and beautiful face. She wanted to see if this little girl, who was sleeping soundly and was about to lose her life, would continue sleeping if her breathing wasn't smooth.

Could she still sleep then?

It wouldn't be too painful if her life ended in her sleep.

Just as Tang Ya tightened her grip, the little girl finally felt uncomfortable. Her sweet smile was gone, taking the dimples with it.

Her thick and long eyelashes fluttered twice before she slowly opened her eyes.