"Qu Meilan, your mother brought you into this world clean and pure. Do you really want to die so filthy?"
That was all Su Xuan said.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, Qu Meilan instantly fell silent. Tears simply streamed down her cheeks.
He's right. My parents brought me into this world, and in their eyes, I was the most perfect, most sacred little angel. The fact that my life became so unclean was entirely my own doing. But is there still a chance to become clean again? Does that magical spring water from fairy tales really exist? Can a single wash really cleanse an unspeakable past?
"Qu Meilan, after you left school, your first résumé was for Lycar, wasn't it?" Su Xuan added.
Qu Meilan's body shuddered.
