Yi Lin: "..."
"So your next plan should be to find a way to identify the mole, right?"
Yi Lin looked at Molly rather curiously, "Aren't you afraid?"
Molly waved her hand indifferently, "What's there to be scared of when I have you?"
Yi Lin's expression froze slightly.
Molly's lips curled up, "If I die, I won't let you off as a ghost either! Before dying, I'll make sure to kick you to death first. Thinking that I can drag you down with me makes me feel less scared."
Despite Molly's light-hearted words, Yi Lin could see her small frame shaking slightly from behind, betraying her true feelings.
Yi Lin fell silent, reaching out to gently wrap an arm around Molly's shoulders.
Molly didn't reject him, instead she looked up, her bright eyes half-smiling as she watched Yi Lin, and whispered softly, "Are you hitting on me?"
"Don't worry, that's not the case," Yi Lin reassured her with a smile.
Suddenly, Molly had the urge to kick this jerk to death.
