Feng Rong closed his eyes.
If it's just like this, then that's it.
He found himself also being changed.
They had only met a few times.
Yet, it seems, he remembers her every move.
Last night, on this hospital bed.
She seriously kissed him while holding him.
Making him lose control and kiss her.
At that moment, he seemed to understand why the men in the dream had such reactions when being killed by her.
All the men in the dream died.
Killed by that woman named Su Yan.
Each died with no anger on their face, as if dying by her hand was a willing matter.
Last night, he found himself overlapping with the men in the dream.
Was he to be killed by that woman?
Ha.
Ridiculous.
So he planned to strike first.
But when he really issued the order.
He didn't know why, a fit of anger flared up in his heart.
He didn't even understand what he was angry about.
During that more than half an hour of waiting.
Images flashed continually in his mind.
From the dream, from past events.
