She pulled off the covers and stood up. Then she went to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and splashed her face with water.
The nights of late autumn were already very cold. The cold water not only made her face icy, but also made her mind frozen. She knew it was impossible for her to fall asleep tonight.
She reached out her hand and touched the old mirror in front of her. The coldness of the mirror was just like her face.
"Lu Yi, in this life, if you still need my blood, I'll give it to you..." she murmured to herself. Her blurred sight fell onto the figure of a young woman in the mirror again.
She was undoubtedly young. But who knew she had already experienced everything. Those experiences repeated in her heart again and again.
She lied back on her small bed, with fingers grasping the corner of the quilt. She didn't dare to turn off the bedside lamp, because she… was afraid of dark.
