Stable Madness | BL, MTL

Chapter 97:

"Shen Tingyu, you are so sad."

When memories are spread out, they are always cast in a layer of gray.

No matter how hard I swipe, I can't wipe it away.

"Half of my blood remains on my body, but I will never be able to step into that palace. I can only live as an ant in the dirty mud for the rest of my life."

The man in the memory was wearing a golden wing.

The phoenix with gems on his chest and the medal symbolizing supreme power on his shoulders all demonstrate his noble status.

"Indeed, you followed the protocol very well."

"But I still don't want to let you go."

Those cold and proud green eyes were as bright as the brightest emeralds.

But it was deeply disgusted by its owner, who coveted the beauty in others and said ruthlessly to the person in front of him as if he was jealous: "Who gave you such a pair of blue eyes?"

The sound of heavy objects falling in the space was as loud as firecrackers.

Suddenly interrupted the memory fragment that Shen Tingyu accidentally resurfaced due to surprise after hearing that cry.

He looked intently at where Xu Qingran was standing.

Only then did he realize that the cabinet he was leaning on suddenly fell over for some reason, as if the person next to him had accidentally exerted too much force on it.

There wasn't much in the cabinet, just a few books and some folders scattered around the feet of others.

Shen Tingyu's attention was not on those things.

He walked around the table in the room and rushed towards Xu Qingran, who was bent over and leaning on the counter against the wall with one hand, his expression looking a little painful.

The room was only illuminated by the small lamp Xu Qingran brought.

The light was a little far away from them, and it was difficult to see Xu Qingran's face clearly in the trance.

Shen Tingyu held his hand and felt the temperature on it was a little cold.

He frowned and said in a serious and nervous tone: "What's wrong with you?"

Xu Qingran was fine.

I just felt dizzy for a moment and couldn't stand still.

He tried making a fist.

Regardless of physical strength, mental strength and ability, it seems to have no effect. Xu Qingran can still defeat the entire audience with one fist.

The internal injuries caused by the big game a few days ago are also gradually recovering.

But this sudden feeling of weakness was still reminding him of the countdown to his life.

He turned around to face Shen Tingyu and spoke frankly: "It took a lot of effort to get all the way from the Evil Tower to here."