"Remember your promise today, I'll be waiting for you in the United States." The RV stopped at the entrance of Yanjing University, and after a moment of hesitation, Xiao Lin jumped out of the car, but in the end, he didn't ask that question.
Walking down the main road of the campus, as night fell, it became sparsely populated near the teaching buildings. Vendors at the entrance were shouting to sell their goods, and the sound of pots and spoons clashing became a distinctive sight in the campus.
He had no choices. In front of the old man, he never had any choices. There are only two paths laid before you, life or death, very simple, yet very cruel.
Through the back door was the faculty building, Xiao Lin looked up, the windows were tightly shut, covered with thick snow and ice. The lights were on inside, and through the door, he could hear two women laughing loudly, and the tightly knit brows began to relax.
