The night was whirling and the thin moonlight shined on the ground through the dead wood and flower branches. The light and shadow were mottled.
As soon as Qinger entered Gu Yunxi's room, she saw the untouched food on the table. She couldn't help frowning, with a worried expression on her face.
"You don't have an appetite, right? How can you stand it like this!"
The world is like a fleeting show. It had been more than a year and a half since the girl was forced to leave Leng's Mansion until she returned to the Eastern Depot. Now she was safe and sound, but wore a stranger's face.
This astonishing change was like a myth. Qinger didn't dare to think about it when she opened or closed her eyes. If she cut off her living skin and replaced it with another one, the pain she would have to end
