Ah Liang was in a daze when she awoke.
She had somewhat forgotten what had just happened, even thinking it was a dream.
If it weren't for the blood covering her body, if it weren't for the things floating around in front of her, she would definitely deceive herself into thinking it was just a dream.
"Not a dream..."
"No." A faint voice came.
Ah Liang jolted, completely unaware that there was someone else in the room.
She raised her head to look and saw someone sitting in the corner by the table, somewhat familiar.
"Is it... Little Taotie?"
Little Taotie raised an eyebrow, showing a touch of interest in his eyes: "You know me?"
"Xiaoxiao and I—" Ah Liang's voice abruptly stopped.
Xiaoxiao, her best friend, was no longer there.
Still died in such a tragic way.
She... avenged her friend, but what good does revenge do? The dead cannot be brought back to life.
