C2087 Break the Mirror and Rebuild the Circle(1)

Figure it out. 2087.

The girl curled up like she was in her mother's womb and floated in midair. There was a faint glow around her body, which made her porcelain white skin even more eye-catching.

Her eyes were gently closed, and her thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow in front of her eyes. Her sleeping facial features were delicate and charming, and her soft black hair was dancing in the wind