Perhaps noticing her gaze, Ye Tianjiao lifted her head.
On seeing Ye Ranran, a strange brightness appeared in her eyes, "Ye Ranran."
"You still recognize me." It seems she hasn't completely lost her mind.
Ye Tianjiao stood in front of the window, reaching out to touch Ye Ranran's face, but she only touched the cold glass, "Ye Ranran, do you think you can trap me like this? I tell you, I curse you every day, curse you to die a horrible death."
Vicious words spilled from Ye Tianjiao's mouth.
Ye Ranran smiled faintly, "But no matter how much you curse me, I am still living well. What about you? Living neither like a human nor a ghost, and from now on, you can only spend the rest of your life in a place like this. Ye Tianjiao, how does that feel?"
Ye Ranran was actually glad she hadn't lost her mind; it really accords with her wishes.
If she were mad, she wouldn't recognize her. How boring that would be.