C41 Fingerprints of the Gods

The morning came as scheduled. The sunlight, despite the obstruction of the leaves, broke through the transparent barrier and landed on Soong Zijin's bed and delicate face.

Soong Zijin opened her eyes and lifted her hand to brush away her messy hair. A thin layer of mist rose from her eyes, carrying a sense of confusion.

Unconsciously, she saw the bright color that was fixed between her fingers