C1007 The Most Pitiful One Is Fu Yunting

Xia Ling heard the woman's gentle voice coming from the electric current and her thoughts flew around.

Every word that Gu Luoluo said was like a slow-motion camera, flipping through the fuzzy fragments in her mind.

The scenes were blurry, and her words were like narration in an old movie, explaining the meaning of this scene to her.

A sharp pain came from her head