She's Not the Messiah

Just as Justice was about to brush past Jacob, he actually grabbed her wrist for the first time. This sudden movement was something that even he himself did not expect. As soon as Jacob touched her wrist, he immediately let go of it, as if he had been burned by a flame. It was this action that made Justice feel heartache as if her heart had been pricked by needles. Seemingly, she had been looked down upon. After all, her body had been torched by fire, causing her to be covered with burn marks, leaving only ugliness on her body. Even she herself did not dare to face her body, and she would just silently hold herself in the dark to warm herself up. "Justice, you've only met her a couple of times, yet you're so concerned about her! I'm the one who has been with you for four years," said Jacob. But Justice responded in a low voice, "Sometimes, friendship is not defined by the time. And often, you know you're going to be friends with someone just by one look, one word, or one encounter. Bes