Su Wu'er had been lost for a long time. Her sister's departure, her parents' unfeeling, and everything forced her to fly down from the balcony on the 58th floor. So ordinary, she seemed to be dancing in the air. It was the last dance of her life. The black sand skirt danced flamboyantly in the air. It was as if everything disappeared and she was the only one dancing alone...
The midnight-like darkness and the bone-piercing pain forced Su Wuer to wake up... When she opened her mouth, she could only make a babbling sound...