Witch An Qi split open again, as if the world was being destroyed, and her heart shattered along with it.
What remained was a tenacious bone.
It had a metallic texture, covered with eerie patterns.
"What is this?"
Lin An received the bone with a bizarre look on his face, his expression indescribable.
This was...
Unyielding will, yes, this was his unyielding will.
Sometimes emotions can't be expressed with a single label, such as ambition; the source of everyone's ambition is so different.
Lin An's ambition for life stemmed from his unyielding will—he embraced all aspects of life, yet was not content with them, which fostered his ambition to change everything.
Clutching the bone, memories surged overwhelmingly from the depths of his mind.
Those were the nights after school in his childhood, lips pursed, carrying a bag of urea to rummage through trash cans for bottles.
