In the depths of her heart, there's always been a dark current of a breach, an irreparable damage, like her face—no matter how much it's repaired, no matter how much beauty applied, it can never go back to the past. She can never return to the past... The wounds were so severe, almost catastrophic, that she could never be with him again...
Hua Xiaomo suddenly let out a mournful, bitter laugh.
