Ding Chenmo put away his phone and squatted in front of the female corpse, placing his hand on her neck. The body wasn't entirely cold yet. He observed the wounds on the corpse before surveying the scene.
Wang Zishu watched the man in front of her, who had long forgotten her, a flash of disappointment crossing her eyes. Indeed, he had truly forgotten her. After all, so many years had passed, it was normal for him not to remember!
She still felt a bit dizzy, but with him here, she wasn't afraid anymore. She leaned against the doorframe, quietly watching him.
Coming here tonight was truly the right decision!
It started snowing...
Mu Bai looked out the car window as snow began to fall and opened the window. The cold wind rushed in immediately.
He reached out his hand, catching snowflakes in his palm that quickly melted away. Driving made the wind stronger and soon it became unbearably cold. He rolled up the window and then fixed his gaze on the taxi ahead.
