"Who is Ruoshui?"
When Xiao Chen calmly asked this question, he felt a wrenching pain in his heart. An illusion vibrant like a crystal statue shimmered with a dreamlike brilliance, fragmented abruptly in the deepest corner of his heart, transformed into points of pitiful rays of light, fading slowly, gradually disappearing.
At the same time, he felt as though he saw the bleeding depths of his heart, a scarred heart being torn apart and then instantaneously stitched together. The heart was still the same heart, but it was now layered with a chilling coldness, and ruthlessness.
The unforgettable imprint... was thoroughly erased from his heart.
Chen Fang was infuriated. He couldn't comprehend why Xiao Chen had changed into someone like this, how could he be so heartless, how could he forget at the split of a second, how could he justify his words?!
