Long have I lamented that the human heart is unlike water, which can stir up waves so easily.
In this world, there are no river waters that stir up waves without reason, but the human heart can. The hearts of people are more turbulent than rushing river waters, capable of stirring waves for no apparent reason.
Every plant, every word, every action, every coming and going can make the human heart more malicious.
"What are you doing?" Mei Qiong reached out to grab He Ximeng's arm, stopping the footsteps of the person preparing to move forward, and looked at his eyes filled with strong doubt.
Beside Gu Jiangnian, a stalemate of three-legged stand, if He Ximeng were to join, it would be four-legged; anyone with keen eyes could see the significance in this.
Others stayed far away, but He Ximeng rushed in, what's the difference between this and courting death?
And it's a death for Jiang Muwan's sake.
