C11 The woman in his heart

As expected, the force held in his hand was completely gone. Su Qingshui lay limp on the bed, her white hands dangling by the side of the bed. It was as if all the strength in her body had been sucked away, leaving nothing behind.

Tears welled up in her eyes as if she was caught off guard. It was as if her heart was being pulled by countless ribbons of cloth