Lin Xian felt that everything he wanted to say next turned into nonsense.
Taking the wine glass from Monica's hand, Lin Xian didn't speak, and Monica took a sip of wine, glanced at him, and seeing his silence, she slightly raised her brows and said
"You worry too much. Look, even if we are on a train under the deep sea, we still have to sleep when it's time to sleep."
She walked to the porthole, and her face was reflected on the star dust glass of the pitch-black deep sea.
"In one moment, life; in another, death. Life and death may both be destined. In that case, why not try to break through the power of evolution and see where the limits of the human species lie?"
"Limits?" Lin Xian swirled the wine glass thoughtfully and said, "Can the forces of the dark side defeat darkness?"
