C71 A Doll That Drills out of a Tv Set

Gu Chen despised me for having no future, but he didn't say it was no good either. He only urged me to leave. I took one last look at Fang Jingshu and Chen Hai, feeling that this matter wasn't over yet.

Fang Jingshu weakly sat on the ground as she stared blankly at the shrine that once held Grandma White Powder. The corners of her lips coldly curled up. I, what did I do... What have I done..