Although that figure was covered from head to toe in white hair, and its face was carved with profound and mysterious inscriptions, I recognized it at a single glance: that was unmistakably the face of Shen Xuanrou.
Only, it appeared much leaner than Shen Xuanrou, with very little flesh on its face.
Memories long sealed away flooded my mind once more. In an instant, it was as if I had returned home, watching Shen Xuanrou sit before me, cracking melon seeds and eating candy while recounting her past life story one detail at a time.
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