Her skin sagged loosely, deep wrinkles that could trap flies.
And her body was no longer fair and smooth, full of youthful vigor, but withered and lacking any elasticity.
Rong Shaoze stood in front of her, looking at her with confusion, asking who she was.
In that instant, her heart shattered into pieces, the pain was so intense she wished to die.
She was terrified to face him, but she had to pretend to be calm as she did.
She treated him like a stranger, saying nothing, and walked past him with composure.
Rong Shaoze treated her like a stranger too, as they passed each other, that was the moment Lin Xinlan truly felt her heart die.
He was still him, but she was no longer the her she used to be.
"Xinlan..." Suddenly, she heard Rong Shaoze calling her.
Her body shook, and her steps rooted to the spot, incapable of moving forward.
"Are you Xinlan?!" Rong Shaoze asked hesitantly from behind her.
No, she was not!
