Rain is the most sentimental thing. Murong Youjing turned her head slightly, looked at the resplendent door and sighed softly. Whether it was the rain or tears that blurred her vision, she slowly turned around, intending to leave this place that she had been attached to for twenty-nine years. The abandonment of her boyfriend, the sudden death of her father, and the departure of her mother seemed to overwhelm her in an instant.
She was optimistic, but finally couldn't hold on any longer...
Squeak————
With a sharp brake sound, Murong Youjing fell into a pool of blood, with a dazzling smile blooming at the corner of his mouth... Like a gorgeous rose, blooming into a blood red...
Purpose: Go back to ancient times to solve crimes