Even in her death, she still looked so beautiful.
Except for the gradually spreading blood on her white dress and ground, who wouldn't praise her as a stunning beauty?
...
Mu Chen, Jiang Yi, and Jin Yao stared at their empty hands, which held nothing, and went silent.
None were able to catch Yue Ran's falling body in their hands.
Mu Chen's mind went blank for a moment before he walked down from the top floor and to the ground floor, leaving only Jiang Yi and Jin Yao's figures behind.
Both men's eyes on the roof slowly blurred with tears.
Jin Yao seemed to be able to see a vivid image of Yue Ran greeting him under the morning sky.
Today was a good day; even the sun was shining warmly upon his face. However, his world turned gloomy in just a split second.
"Yue Ran…"
"Does she think we despise her?" Jiang Yi's voice suddenly sounded from beside Jin Yao.
