C603 It Was Just an External Object

You don't want to live?

Didn't she say that she would accompany him to quit that addiction?

Why couldn't she just think about it?

Was life really that unimportant?

Or perhaps he had killed too many people. In his eyes, life had long become a necessity.

His hand gently landed on the corner of his clothes. Immediately after, she clenched her fists tightly. She gently pulled, "Si