◆Two years ago.
The cold dagger slipped feebly from her hand...
Her trembling voice full of pain then sounded: "You... Win."
◆After two years.
A pretty and lively girl appeared in his sight...
Her sweet voice lingered in his ears: "This dance is for you."
Next to the jasmine flowers, a sweet and innocent girl closed her eyes for a boy who had hurt her deeply...
Dance with your soul...