Self-growth depended on self-destruction. Denying and rebuilding yourself was a difficult process.
So Fu Qian was considering whether he ought to charge the young lady Emily for this.
The process had been extremely simple, but Fu Qian was sure that in the brief exchange, the foundations of her once-unshakable worldview had already begun to crumble.
Even with less than a fifty percent chance of success, Emily still hadn't been willing to pull the trigger.
Some things mattered more than self-righteous feelings.
Click!
After saying those words, she didn't speak again. Instead, the car door opened, and Emily got out without sparing Dennis another glance.
At the same time, Fu Qian put his gun away. He didn't bother maintaining a threatening pose.
There was an art to getting by in the world. Emily's actions had looked interesting from the start.
She hadn't planned to take him to look for it in the stolen car. Instead, she'd gone in the opposite direction, picking her way down into the deeper part of the ditch beside the road.
Had the key really been thrown here?
Watching Emily search below, Fu Qian had little trouble imagining the twists and turns of what must have been an interesting story--
The two, in the middle of a quarrel, walking underground together. Then the "clueless" Dennis taking off his jacket and giving it to Emily, who got mad and threw it on the ground...
But before she threw it away, she'd secretly kept the key that had helped them reach this place. Dennis hadn't even noticed...
Then she told him not to follow her, and when he had nowhere else to go, he went deeper and ran into Ivan--in both worlds.
And after leaving him, Emily eventually made her way to the wrecked vehicle they'd arrived in. At