(Want to hear more of your voices, want to receive more of your suggestions, search for the WeChat official account "qdread" and follow now, give "Rotting Land: Survive" more support!) Walking slowly forward, Old Lin raised his hand to pat Dazhuang's shoulder, not speaking, just gently squeezing twice.
He knew that the best comfort at this time was not to disturb the other party, giving the other some space for self-adjustment.
And at the same time, the door of the conference room at the end of the corridor also opened accordingly from the inside.
"Wei Yang!!"
A curve involuntarily spread at the corner of his lips, Tang Xiaoquan didn't know whether he was crying or laughing. In any case, when that familiar figure gradually appeared from inside the door, Tang Xiaoquan felt as if he was about to collapse completely.
She's okay, that's so great!! She's still alive, thank heavens!!
With extremely complex yet excited emotions, Tang Xiaoquan quickly walked to Wei Yang.
