Talk about it when we get home?
What a creepy line…
But this sudden change of tone warmed Shen Zuimo's heart.
And in that instant, the softest spot in his heart was fiercely touched.
He…
"My name's Ye Xiaofan, I'm a senior in high school this year, my hobby is pretty girls, and my ideal future is… to be a taxi driver, then marry a good‑looking wife…"
"......"
"Ye Xiaofan, come back, don't go..."
Why is it that when he charges forward like that, I get this feeling that I'm about to lose him?
This scene has really, really happened somewhere before…
Seems like it was also in this kind of dark, gloomy alley.
Same thing, chased and surrounded by people…
After being restrained, he still rushed up without looking back.
Clearly knowing he wasn't their match.
Clearly just a high schooler whose athletic talent was decent at best…
Clearly knowing the outcome waiting for him was most likely death…
But his eyes… were utterly determined.
"Kill him…"
