The room is dark, and occasionally a few birds fly through the window, making a pleasant call. The night has come unconsciously. The wind gently blows the curtains in the room, and Lengyan feels a kind of unprecedented cold.
The girl in the mirror has a white and clean moon face. Her long black hair is like a kite in the wind. The pupils are dark and cold.
Next to the dresser stands a fashion magazine. On the page that opens, the slim female model looks cool and proud. Her clothes and hair are quite similar to Xiaowei at that time.