He looked at it for a while and suddenly threw the mouse in his hand. He kept muttering something.
It wasn't until ten seconds later that Zong Haohao suddenly shouted," Si Huang, why don't you go to hell!?"
His voice was hoarse, as if it had been rubbed by a rusty knife. His expression was as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.
Why don't you just die? Why won't you give me a way out?
As long as you die, I will have a chance to stand out and walk under the sun to achieve a new life.
"As long as you die, I will repent. I will repent to you every year, kneel to you, and ask for your forgiveness. I will be grateful to you for giving me a new life. This way, at least I will feel that I still have a conscience. I will feel that I still have the qualifications to be forgiven. I will feel that…" I'm not rotten to the core!
