His heart beat violently. The distant memory seemed to have been pulled out of the depths of his mind by an invisible hand and spread out again before his eyes.
The image of a man getting out of the car and casually closing the door.
Bang--
His action had been crisp and neat.
Doyle almost felt as if something had slammed straight into his heart.
His lips moved as he felt a name about to come out. However, his throat felt tight and he could not spit it out, no matter how hard he tried.
Ji Shu smiled at Shen Li and was about to say something when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure not far away from him out of the corner of his eye. His smile instantly faded, and his eyes filled with impatience.
"He really won't leave me alone!"
Shen Li also felt a gaze on her.
She raised her eyebrows slightly and turned around to look.
