Shirley clutched her face and ran forward without bothering which way she was going, braving the biting cold wind and snow.

The blood that seeped through the gaps of her fingers fell on the white snow drop by drop, and beautiful blooming flowers seemed to appear on the ground in a split second

Shirley did not know how long she had been running for, nor did she know where she was headed to. Her consciousness was getting more and more blurry. When she almost fainted, she rushed out into the road