"So, do you really not think about it anymore?" The pink-eyed god showed a determined smile, which was extremely beautiful.
The girl in front of her was silent. At that moment, many pictures appeared in her mind. The shabby hut where he lived, his unremarkable appearance in the mirror, his best friend who disappeared at the bar's birthday party ten years ago, the white moonlight that finally rotted away even after exhausting his efforts, the street where he was attacked by a strange killer... And the cause of his death.
It would be fine if her life was mediocre, but she couldn't accept that it was so short and rough. Fate would never deal with an ordinary person like her.
Her eyes were dark and shining, and this time, she wanted to take back everything she had from the organizer.
"Reborn Ling Dongxi, please close your eyes."
Purpose: alluding to reality