The Perpetrator
Editor: Atlas Studios
Faced with life and death…
Everything else just seemed so trivial.
Xiang Wan looked around the hospital and the familiar faces in front of the ward. All that flashed through her mind were memories of Tu Liang getting along with everyone, one after another…
In the air was the smell of death.
The cold air in the surrounding somehow felt a little chilly to the bones.
Xiang Wan's feet felt numb as she stood rooted to her spot. She didn't know what else she could say.
Separation was the most unacceptable pain in the world.
At this point, sadness was the theme.
Xiang Wan herself already behaved like that. She dared not think of how Tu Liang's wife and his daughter, who knew nothing about the world, would behave.
"Where is he?"
Someone asked a question while panting. That interrupted everyone's thoughts at the same time.
Xiang Wan turned her head and looked at the woman who was standing behind her, not too far away…