The bright red Porsche tore through the dark night and shuttled through the city in late autumn.
The car tires screeched as they slid across the ground.
Rong Xuelong's snow-white shirt was covered in blood that looked like plum blossoms. Her tears fell and slowly dyed those stains, making her shirt look as pale as her face.
She couldn't control her tears.
She couldn't remember when was the last time she had cried.
Sne had sworn to become stronger and protect herself from harm.
She was like a female warrior. Even if she was injured, she would never shed a tear weakly.
But this night, her indestructible armor suddenly had a hole.
The left side of her chest felt as if a sharp knife had been stabbed into it, and the pain was unbearable…
She seemed to be walking in a dark world for a long time before she finally saw a gap in the night sky.
Through the black hole, she saw… a beating heart.
