His thoughts drifted, as if he had returned to a few years ago.
That year, Xie Shi'an was only nineteen years old.
He had witnessed the ugliness and complexity of human nature with his own eyes. Furthermore, he had just experienced the death of his loved one. His heart was dead and empty.
On the plane to study abroad, he refused the food and water sent by the flight attendant and only closed his eyes to sleep the entire way.
However, he couldn't fall asleep at all. His eyes reddened as he recalled the scene of his sister's tragic death.
Tears silently dripped from the corners of his eyes as he hurriedly wiped them away.
Not wanting the passengers around him to notice anything, Xie Shi'an suppressed his emotions and clenched his hands tightly together. However, he still couldn't help but tremble.
