C1215 Just a Little Bit More

Wen Qu lay dying, her heart brimming with resentment toward handsome men and beautiful women. Yet the sight of the young man before her, his striking features framed by flowing white hair, left her unable to muster any hatred. For some inexplicable reason, upon Beidou's arrival, she saw not a man, but a beacon of light, a deity, a form of deliverance