For the first time, Zhou Hengyang felt panic, unable to recall the last time he experienced such a feeling.
The only fear etched into his twenty years of life was the heavy rain on the night of Heng Shan's death. For Zhou Hengyang, this rain had never ceased in his world.
The downpour gradually transformed into an endless rain.
Now, the incessant rain in his world finally ceased because of Wenwen...
Zhou Hengyang clenched his fist and slammed the door with terrifying strength. The door emitted a loud sound and shook a few times before settling.
"Su Wen, come out. What can't we talk about? I'm willing to apologize, no matter what I did wrong. Tell me, as long as you can say it, I'll admit it. I'll do whatever you want me to do."
