The blood-red hair slowly draped over Su Tu's shoulders, its scarlet color indistinguishable from fresh blood.
Su Tu could even hear the subtle sound of his hair growing, resembling the sound of feet trampling on wild grass.
This rustling made him feel a momentary loss of composure.
"This is..."
Uncontrollably, Su Tu reached out and grabbed the red hair, giving it a slight tug, and a sensation pulled at his scalp, proving that this was not his imagination.
He couldn't help but swallow, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, as Su Tu suddenly sprang up from the bed.
He got out of bed directly and walked to the mirror.
Immediately, what caught his eye was himself with a head full of bloody hair, looking just like the 'bloody-haired Su Tu' he'd seen before.
Except Su Tu lacked that inexplicable sense of sinister coldness.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Su Tu quickly moved past his initial shock, becoming surprisingly calm.
