Those were all photographs of Team 136.
Photos of them picnicking in the park, laughing and chatting;
Photos of them welcoming Lin Qiye back after graduating from the agency;
Photos of them getting drunk together on New Year's Eve, promising to reunite as scheduled the following year;
Photos of Lin Qiye, Si Xiaonan, and Hong Ying walking proudly out of the campus after the Nanda Snake Demon mission;
Photos of Hong Ying carving Zhao Kongcheng's tombstone while the others hid in the mountains and watched in secret on the day he was buried;
Photos of Si Xiaonan reporting to Team 136 for the first time;
Photos of Si Xiaonan completing her first mission, smiling happily and cheering with excitement;
Si Xiaonan stared blankly at the photographs drifting through the air. Like fragmented memories, they flooded into her mind.
All the joy, happiness, and fulfillment she had once experienced... played before her eyes like scenes from a movie...
These...
Were her memories.
They were her memories with this city, with these people.
She did not know when her eyes had filled with tears.
A warm body leaned against her from behind. Leng Xuan, with blood still at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his only remaining arm and gently embraced her from behind.
His gentle voice sounded by her ear.
"Bearing all this alone... must have been painful, right?"
Si Xiaonan's body trembled. She could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes, and scalding droplets slid down from their corners. Like a girl who had suffered endless grievances, she sobbed uncontrollably.
"Come with me." Leng Xuan gently stroked Si Xiaonan's head. "No matter what happens from now on, I'll bear it with you."
Si Xiaonan turned around and looked into Leng Xuan's eyes. There was an unprecedented