Leave Not End

Neighboring Water Manor, study room.

On the large computer screen, many videos were playing.

The dilapidated wooden house quietly stood by the lake. Next to it was a willow tree. The long branches of the willow tree hung down and swayed back and forth in the wind. It made 'sha sha' sounds which were strangely pleasant to listen to in the late autumn afternoon.

After an unknown amount of time, a young woman finally appeared in the camera. Liszt sat up straight and stared at her.

Closer and closer, clearer and clearer, he finally saw the woman's face clearly. It wasn't her!

As if a mountain had finally been lifted from his mind, Liszt let out a long breath and slowly leaned back in his chair, pressing his fingers against his temples.

This was even more tiring than winning a contract worth a hundred million yuan.

The cabin was extremely quiet. The flow of time had not left a single mark on its body.