The second person to be wheeled out was Xiaoyan. He had been shot and was more severely injured than Graffiti. The doctor said it was a very close call. Chen Feng sighed repeatedly, then smiled, saying to You Mingxu, "Like I said, destructive tendencies can last a thousand years."
Upon hearing this, You Mingxu said nothing.
Looking at Xiaoyan's pale, emaciated sleeping face, You Mingxu's heart softened. She accompanied Chen Feng in taking Xiaoyan to the ward, where he'd join Graffiti. She watched the two for a while before continuing to wait outside the operating room. The tender ache at the bottom of her heart never ceased. She wondered when these peculiar individuals under Yin Feng's command had also become her companions.
