The winter solstice has brought a bitter cold to the bones, and the city of S is like entering a new era. Outside, it was snowing heavily, and the windows were covered with a thin layer of ice. The bustling street is now only a white color. The footprints on the snowman are also very sparse, gradually disappearing.
In the small room loomed a small, slender back. Her skin was as white as snow, but her face was pale. Her cherry lips were slightly pursed, her eyes were red, and tears were running down her cheeks.
It had been a month since Emma returned home, this large mansion but she was alone. Small back shadow in extremely lonely, cold and lonely. Of course, she knew the reason, but the more she thought about it, the more painful it was.
On the tabletop, the four words "medical record" printed clearly on the paper looked extremely dazzling. Luxstay slightly closed her eyelids, today was the day her dream ended, putting an end to everything.
