Back From The Dead
"Hey, you're joking with me, right? I can't possibly be alive. I must actually still be dead, right? Ah, this must just be a dream."
In the mirror, Tang Yazhu could see the reflection of her face. Not just any face, but her real face! Her own face that she owned even before she died!
Thinking about it, Tang Yazhu wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
'Does this world like to play with me? Giving me a taste of hope only to crush it when it has landed only a centimeter away.'
Assistant Fu, unable to understand the situation that Tang Yazhu was in currently along with seeing that his boss also could not understand, then asked, "What are you talking about, Miss Ren?"
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