Lin weiyue's eyes were sour and her heart was in pain.
Even though she was mentally prepared, when she heard beiming Qinghan's words and the choice she made, she still felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife. No matter how tense she was, she couldn't help but cry.
Drops of blood rolled down from the corner of her eyes.
Her heart began to turn desolate, cold, and lonely.
At that moment, Lin weiyue was isolated from the outside world. Her head was buzzing as if she could no longer think.
She was like a weak and abandoned child, so lonely in a corner.
At this moment, Lin weiyue clearly understood that this era no longer belonged to her.
She mumbled in her heart,'let me go back to the modern world, go back, go back ...'
Although Lin weiyue's eyes were silently crying, her heart was the one that was truly crying. Her tears were like an ocean.
