Qing Shan was sleeping just besides her, with dim lights. It has been around 30 minutes since they went to bed but despite the calm environment Zhi Ruo was unable to manage her turbulent heart.
Love, a word which was related to her family, will she be able to associate it with a person who was nothing to her. Will she be able to trust someone unconditionally, someone who is not her family or will she become another Li Yuren.
In her memories, her mother was always a gentle women, someone who always smiled even while taking her last breath. Will she be another person to repeat history, history of betrayal, history of death, history of unfulfilled love.
Zhi Ruo never dared to fall in love because she was destined to become a heartless person, she was fated to become a person who would be stained with blood.....blood of her own loved ones.....
Mocking her own fate Zhi Ruo stared at Qing shan, mother said move forward, but will it help me?
