C248 How Could He Forget Someone Especially Important

In the basement, the Phantom of the Opera was playing. There was a chair in front of Mu Zhanchen and a knife in his hand.

In Mu Zhanchen's imagination, there was a shivering girl sitting on the chair.

"I won't watch anymore. I won't look at Ye Nan anymore." The girl cried over and over again. Her eyes were already blinded.

That's right. You can't look at him. He's a god. He belongs to me alone