C39 Can we not get it back?

It was hard to tell if it was tears or rain, but they kept flowing down her fair and soft neck and into her clothes, forming a thin layer of ice. The tiny weight was like an iceberg, pressing down on her chest, almost suffocating her.

A step behind Dongfang Ziqing, Pearl looked at her frail master as she walked in the rain. Her heart ached endlessly. However