As a college student born in the spring breeze and raised under the red flag, over the past twenty years, I've hardly even watched someone kill a chicken.
But just now.
Several vibrant lives disappeared before my eyes in an extremely tragic manner.
This kind of shock is completely different from watching a movie.
More importantly, now sitting in the car, everything in the parking lot was exactly the same as a few hours before when I went in.
As if everything that just happened was nothing but an illusion.
"Jiang, are you okay?"
Bai Haoran turned his head and asked.
Jiang Chen didn't pretend, and forced a smile, "I'm afraid I'll be having nightmares for a while."
Bai Haoran smirked.
"It's like that the first time. You'll get used to it."
Get used to it?
Jiang Chen stayed silent, turning his head to look out the window.
People passed by from time to time, got into their cars, and left, all well-dressed.
