He was slender, with a mole on the corner of his right eye that looked like a drop of red. With that mole as an adornment, he was very handsome.,The thin young man was beaten, his head bloodied. He lay on the ground, curled up, clutching his head and trembling violently.,A sharp pain erupted in Yan Xiaoshi's head, his vision blurring. Fragments of memories, alien and unwelcome, flooded his mind like a raging torrent, overwhelming him.。