"So? Are you going to make a decision?" Mo Han sat on the sofa, spreading out both his hands. The girl looked at his stern expression and she suddenly felt like he resembled an ancient king interrogating a prisoner in cuffs. Are you prepared to die?
Her future had basically been prepared by him.
While comatose in the hospital, she had often had a dream, a dream that she was surrounded by a deep blue sea. In her dream she kept sinking, until she could clearly see the inky blue sea water floating in front of her eyes. It was quiet there and there were no living creatures. She tried to scream for help, but she found that she could not utter a single sound. More horrifyingly, she had no idea whose name she was calling. Her only memory was that she was frightened, desperate. There was a moment when she suddenly felt that she was a part of the ocean.
