Suddenly, she was extremely afraid that she would never see Mo Liancheng again, never see his posture playing the piano or painting, never see his smile directed at her, never see him again... How reluctantly, what should she do? What if she could take one last look before dying, wouldn't that be good? Just one look, but it had also become a luxury...
The decision that had always troubled her was made at that moment.
Alas, life is short, a blink of an eye and it's gone.
As a result, when she came to her senses, she cruelly discovered that everything was too late.
Her body was slightly cold, and her heart was also slowly getting cold.