Fang Sheng Lin sighed.
Long Qian XIng was silent.
The two of them had never talked about this matter before and it was not like they have anyone to talk with. After all, their experience was bizarre and knowing that there were also others like them would make it easier to talk from time to time.
The bottled up feelings just came pouring out.
For Fang Sheng Lin, Long Qian Xing might be his only friend he could share this.
Fang Sheng Lin liked fighting.
He liked it so much that he spent most of his time chasing after others to challenge himself. It was to the point that others tried to avoid him as much as possible. And during those times, he usually didn't care too much about his family members who sent him calls and so on.
Whenever they came to talk with him, he was more perfunctory to them. But he knew that his parents were on his back, supporting him in his decision and life. So he kept on moving forward.
