Chapter 189

The door of the dorm was left ajar. In the living room, the woman laid limply on the ground and stared blankly at the floor tiles.

Just like that, she continued to stare blankly at the floor tiles. A string of translucent tears slid down her face slowly.

She was reminded of Mona Lisa’s smile. It was said that one of Mona Lisa’s eyes was crying while the other was smiling. This was simply absurd and impossible.

Jane had always felt that it was only a matter of the painter’s color selection,