C875 Were We Already Dead?

"Twenty-four bridges on a moonlit night, twenty-four bridges..."

Shangguan Mingyue murmured to herself, repeatedly uttering these seven words as tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"What's the matter, Yueyue?" Zhong Wen was startled. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Shangguan Mingyue didn't respond, her tears flowing incessantly. It was as if a chord had been struck in her heart