God-Tier Consolation
Éditeur: Henyee Translations
A kiss.
A smile.
That was all it took to dispel the dejection and pain in her heart, as if dazzling sunlight had broken through the darkness of the night.
Xu Xiaolan stared blankly at the man before him and was unable to repress her tears any longer as she dove into An Lin's arm and sobbed uncontrollably.
"How did I become like this…
"I-I'm so ugly now, how can I face anyone like this?
"Waah…"
Xu Xiaolan sobbed as her hands gripped tightly onto An Lin's robe.
She wasn't sad when she had become an infant, or a little girl, or a teenager, or a middle-aged woman. That was because throughout all of those stages of development, she was still quite beautiful.
But now, she had become an eighty-year-old woman, and she almost had a mental breakdown when she looked at herself in the mirror.