What Should I Do, Lu Zhi?

Shen Ranxin said softly, "I don't know."

He rarely felt this lost.

Pei Zhao raised a hand and pinched Shen Ranxin's cheeks, pulling his face up. "Don't go down a rabbit hole! There has to be another way! It's that old bastard... no, he's not old. That idiot Shen Ziqing definitely didn't tell you!"

Lu Yeshan slapped the director's hand away and said discontentedly, "Don't pinch the kid's face bigger."

Pei Zhao lowered his hand, still grumbling under his breath. Lu Yeshan looked at Shen Ranxin and said, "It's all right. You can think it over carefully yourself."

Shen Ranxin nodded and headed toward the holding cell.

His mind was too chaotic. He desperately wanted to see Lu Zhi. After taking two steps, he broke into a jog.

Lu Yeshan's voice carried from far behind him. "Ranxin, Lu Zhi has stayed at the Anomaly Management Center for nearly ten years. I assume you know why."

Shen Ranxin stood at the entrance to the holding cell, bent over and gasping for breath.

He knew. He knew.

With Lu Zhi's abilities, escaping the Anomaly Management Center would have been easy. Evading the Federation's pursuit would have been easy too.

But he had not escaped. He had been trapped for ten years, not by the holding cell at the Anomaly Management Center, but by Lu Zhi's feelings for him.

He had said that his Little Rose should not grow in a dark corner, deprived of sunlight all year round.

He had said that his Little Rose should live boldly and freely.

Once Shen Ziqing's method was used, Lu Zhi would inevitably be rejected by both society and the Federation. His existence would not be acknowledged, his life would not be respected, and he would be wanted by the Federation.

Shen Ranxin knew that