Zha Luyu felt hollow inside, her head kept telling her that it was possible she no longer existed among the living.
"No! No! It can't be! This is not real! NOOOO!!!"
To shake what she presumed to be false, Zha Luyu raised her hand to give herself a slap to the face, but rather than meeting flesh, it went through her.
"It's true.....I-I'm de-dead....."
That was when she began to cry, but this time no tears fell from her eyes, for the first time Zha Luyu understood what dry crying meant. Her body could not obey the laws of nature, she was now stuck in a different time.