The night sky sparkles with stars.
After taking a shower, Rong Zhi tried to take off the bracelet on her wrist and then opened the window to look into the distance.
She lived in the backyard of the Yan Mansion, surrounded by the female members of the Yan Family, but currently, there was no one else besides her.
According to Yan Qique's explanation, it was because there were very few girls in their generation, leaving only the older generation living outside.
Looking out, the originally clear night sky was shrouded in a layer of untouchable thick mist, and when she reached out into the mist, her forearm simply disappeared.
Rong Zhi blinked; she could feel the presence of her arm, but just couldn't see it.
After putting the bracelet back on, the mist vanished again.
This feeling was somewhat novel, as if she had ventured into some mysterious territory, where everything was unfamiliar and unknown, challenging the understanding she had gained in the previous nineteen years.
