Tang Yujin sat beside her and said, "Human life is indeed fragile. However, we won't leave you as long as you don't want to."
Han Luo's eyes welled up with tears. She nodded without a word.
Han Sheng Ming suddenly questioned Tang Yujin, "Did that crazy guy look familiar to you? I think I saw him somewhere."
Tang Yujin had a black file with him. He opened it and answered, "You are not wrong. He is from your rival school. Last year, you won against his basketball team and got the trophy. Does it ring a bell?"
As he showed the document inside the fine, Han Sheng Ming's eyes widened in surprise. "I remember him now. He is Alexander Jones. He is sixteen years old and he plays basketball. He is also the vice-captain of the basketball team. No wonder he looked familiar."
