Actually, Xiao Qiang knew very well in his heart that all of this was fake. However, the truth or falsehood was irrelevant; the most critical point was his own inner self. If he couldn't overcome it, he would be eternally trapped. Normally, he might be able to suppress the thoughts in his heart, but when these thoughts were triggered, they would be as uncontrollable as a flash flood.
The moment the shadow shattered, Xiao Qiang's heart shattered along with it.
What a sorrow this was, yet it was a sorrow that had to be faced. Twenty meters of road felt like a lifetime to Xiao Qiang! This was his inner struggle and choice, an unchangeable sorrow.
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One move, just one move!
