It Was You

The room was eerily quiet, and the sound of needles falling could be heard.

Talbot just looked at Tandy like this, as if the person in front of him suddenly became very strange, as if he was just a passer-by that he met casually on the street. They brushed past each other and merged into the sea of people, and they would never meet again.

"Mr. Tandy," said Talbot in a low and hoarse voice again. If you listened carefully, you would find that although his voice was still gentle and courteous, there was a little imperceptible alienation in it. He continued, "I have always been grateful to you. Without you, I wouldn't have been like today. I really liked you and was willing to trade my life for your life before. But now, I really don't like you. I hope that we can break up in a good way, so that we can be friends in the future..."

"I don't want to be your friend. You are mine!" Tandy interrupted him coldly and tightened his grip.

Without saying anything more, Talbot just forcefully broke apart Tandy's fingers. He was usually gentle and elegant, looking weak, but now he seemed to have gathered all his strength on his fingers. He actually broke apart his fingers one after another, until the last one.

"Talbot, I will only say it once. After you walk out of this door today, you will never come to see me again," said Tandy in a low voice, looking at him.

Without any hesitation, Talbot finally broke free from the last finger. Then he pushed away Tandy, stood up from the sofa, and left without saying a word.

"Click -"

The door was soon closed. There was cold in the room, and now the air was deathly silent.

hands clasped against his forehead. After a long time, he picked up his phone and dialed

kitchen not far away and finally lowered his voice. "I promise you that I will go to your overseas

Void Valley

long time, so he was infected and had a fever. Kevin arranged someone to send him directly to the hospital. After confirming that he was fine, Cassandra and Martin

was busy. Arthur came out of the reception room tiredly and finally sent the

umbrella beside her. There was a little water

his face and put a piece of mint candy into his mouth to

it's so late and it's still raining outside. It's cold. How about I send you back first?" Arthur lowered his voice. He wanted to force a smile, but found that he couldn't do

Arthur with a little fear. Her dry and pale lips slightly moved a few

eyes with her sleeve before continuing, "I heard that the murderer was caught. I just came to ask if it's true? My daughter was so young when she was killed, and we haven't found the murderer. My husband... My husband couldn't let it go. He had been to the police station for many times, and he begged many polices. Our house had been sold, and the money had been used up. A few years ago, he fell and injured on the construction site... We are all honest people. Why are we involved in such a disaster? For so many years, we haven't changed our phone numbers. We just want to be

didn't know how to explain it to the middle-aged woman. There were still many doubts in explaining the case. Eugene might just be framed, not the real murderer. But these words were

was right. Their family was honest, but unfortunately they were involved in this disaster. Their family was destroyed, and even the bones of these two people were broken. But what was

fact, they were all right except the

voice, "Yes, we have caught the murderer, but he is dead. We can't tell you too

and wet her collar on her chest. But