A Surefire Dead End
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Feng Tianlan watched as the thick bolt of lightning tore the sky and struck the earth. It called out almost like a whisper, "Nansheng."
Thud! Something fell heavily on her side. The water on the ground splashed onto Feng Tianlan, who turned her head and looked sideways. Little by little, her irises constricted, and then widened, reflecting the smile solidified on Gu Nansheng's face.
She saw a long, long wound stretch along Gu Nansheng's throat, and blood spilled forth from the gaping wound like spring water. Gurgle, gurgle, they flowed out of her neck and spilled all over the ground, mixing in with rainwater and becoming a puddle of rain in an instant.
Gu Nansheng's eyes widened as she stared into Feng Tianlan's eyes. Slowly, she shut her eyelids, and a small smile formed on her lips, which then stiffened. Tianlan was safe. How glad she was!
"Nansheng!" Feng Tianlan gaped in shock, and rainwater rushed into her mouth. She screamed soundlessly.