Xu Yourong only felt the chill as though it had replaced her own blood, continuously circulating inside her.
Her consciousness began to blur; her hands and feet no longer under her control, a faint white light seemed to appear before her eyes, even fleeting images passing by.
Xu Yourong saw herself meeting Ning Fan, getting to know him, forming a bond.
The various experiences the two had shared were now flashing before her eyes like slides in a projector.
Is this the life-review?
The last lesson of life, Xu Yourong had only one thought in her mind.
Ning Fan... I, I really... want to see you one more time.
Crystalline tears slid from the corner of her eye, freezing into ice beads before they could hit the ground.
"Let... let go..."
In a daze, Xu Yourong seemed to hear an urgent shout coming through the void, which jumpstarted her heart that was almost frozen stiff.
Was that Ning Fan?
Was it Ning Fan's voice?!
