And most importantly, Sun Weiguang died in Ou Yingying's arms. He held tightly onto that bottle of Inhibitor, thinking of saving Ou Yingying until his last breath...
"I suddenly feel a bit sad, sad for myself..."
Han Rui suddenly spoke up.
She had done so much for Sun Weiguang. After the apocalypse, she had risked her life to save him. Yet, even such affections could not outweigh those for a woman he'd only known for a few days...
This probably proved one thing—perhaps, Sun Weiguang had never loved her.
So Han Rui felt very sad.
Wang Tao looked at the distant look in Han Rui's eyes, gently caressing her cheek.
Han Rui subconsciously rubbed her face against Wang Tao's hand, then her gaze gradually became clearer.
"Let's go, there's something I need to tell you."
Wang Tao took Han Rui with him, joining Wei Zhenguo and the others in the conference hall.
Upon entering the meeting room, Wang Tao abruptly said:
"I just saw the murderer."
"Who is it!"
