But his vision was already blurred, his rationality was collapsing, and his self-awareness was drowned in a raging torrent.
In his mind, only the cold, frantic, and irate shout of another woman echoed:
"Yan Nanxun, follow my orders!"
His whole life, since being sent by Yan Junshan to the Long Family's experimental base at the age of 14, was destined to be lived in darkness and control.
Let it end just like that,
hoping that the words of love just now were never really spoken.
Without declaring love, without announcing affection, hiding one's true feelings.
Only in this way, when leaving, would Hou Tingfu not be burdened with pain and great weight...
"Bang!"
The gunshot in Hou Tingfu's mind transformed into the ticking sound of a pendulum.
Blinding red blood also trickled down, ticking, as the air was filled with warm sunshine and a sorrowful aura...
The man's towering body fell with a crash.
Long Yinghua smashed the tablet in his hand inside the control room.
