The Remaining Life

After dressing up neatly, she carefully observed her face in front of the mirror.

She always knew that she was born well.

Ever since she was young, her relatives, elders, and teachers in school all praised her for being cute, like an exquisite doll. When these people found out about her illness, they all looked at her with sympathy and pity.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and it was fine if her face was a little paler…However, her lips were also pale and looked listless.

She had never put on makeup before and did not know how to use those cosmetics. The nature of a girl to love beauty was innate. She sneaked into Gu Anqi's room, found a lipstick on her dressing table, and carefully wiped it on her lips.

Her small face immediately became charming.

For some reason, she suddenly became nervous…

Was she going to see him just like that?

What should she say when they met?

'Chen Yuheng, I'm actually Ruan Ruan…' I... I'm your robot!

Ah... No!