Brought Back from The Dead

Grace Floss felt her vision turning black. The last bit of strength in her body was being drained by the blood. "Even illusions are beginning to deceive me? Senior? Why would he come? Farewell. I hope that in my next life, I can always be your girl!"

 She smiled! This short life, the heavens must have been playing a joke on her!

When she narrowed her eyes and was about to be unable to open them, she seemed to have really seen Oliver Walker but she had lost too much blood and had no strength left!

 "Little girl! Why are you so silly? Why are you so stubborn?"

 "Why? Quickly open your eyes!"

 ".."

 Illusion! It must be an illusion, right?

 Grace Floss had already disappeared, and those cries should be the hope in the depths of her soul, right?

 She smiled! She wanted to leave her purest smile on this land that she loved the most. This was because this was the happiest place in her life!