What did it feel like to have an entire building smashed into your face?
Lu Xin felt that he had gained a little more life experience.
When the buildings on both sides were torn down by that monster and toppled onto him, everything around him had already turned pitch-black. Layer upon layer of shattered buildings folded over one another in front of him, completely blocking out all light and filling every inch of space.
Rumble! Rumble!
The violent noise continued. The monster was smashing more buildings down onto him.
Was it playing with building blocks?
When the buildings on both sides came crashing down, Lu Xin had still tried to resist.
But the force transformed from that weight was something that neither mental impact nor a distorted force field could withstand.
With a thunderous crash, everything came down completely.
Even with Sister's power, he could not escape. He was buried solidly in the middle of the street.
When the buildings behind him came crashing down one after another, he had even less room to resist.
Besides, at this moment, he did not really want to resist.
He simply held Little Nineteen.
Whether it was the genuine feeling of that embrace or the dining knife Little Nineteen had stuck into his chest,
both gave him a feeling that the emptiness inside him could be filled.
Someone who could use the pain in his flesh to shift the hollow feeling in his heart was undoubtedly fortunate.
"Big Brother..."
Sister seemed unwilling—or perhaps afraid—to disturb Lu Xin at this moment.
She gently hugged Lu Xin's arm, resting her little head on his shoulder as she looked at Little Nineteen in his arms.
"She isn't afraid anymore."
She spoke softly.
Lu Xin could feel it too. Little Nineteen was no longer struggling so violently.