Tong Ran thought, she had nothing, swapping her soul for an angel, she wondered if Heaven would agree?
Amidst the chaos, she seemed to see many people, saw her parents who had left when she was a child, saw Luo Xiao in a white shirt smiling gently, saw her uncle's kind face, saw Han Qingqing grinning and waving at her...
But, she just couldn't see Mo Nanjue.
She frantically searched everywhere, but she could not find him no matter how hard she tried. A voice constantly called out in her ear; she didn't know who it was, Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran...
Turning around, Tong Ran saw herself sitting at the piano, her ten fingers nimbly playing...
However, what entered her inner ear was irritating dissonance, exceedingly grating. Startled, she stood up from the stool, slipped, and plunged into the abyss behind her...
She screamed loudly as the fierce wind whipped up her long hair. She struggled to open her eyes, and what met her gaze was the face of Han Qingqing, eyes open in death...
