Black dust began drifting through the world before them, mingling with the drizzling rain, as though even the heavens were weeping for this world.
In the drizzle, Sen Tai let out a series of low growls and began advancing toward Chen Hao, one step at a time.
The soldiers behind them were about to raise their guns, but Xiang Wencun stopped them. "Stay out of this."
In the rain, Chen Hao's cheeks slowly grew wet, as though tears were sliding down them along with the rainwater.
Memories of his time with Sen Tai surfaced in Chen Hao's mind.
He remembered meeting Sen Tai for the first time and getting into a fight with him at a karaoke bar.
He remembered how Sen Tai had risked his life to take that knife for Liu Yan, all to repay a favor he owed Chen Hao.
But now, all of it was gone.
Robbed of his consciousness by the T-Virus, Sen Tai took two slow steps before suddenly accelerating and charging at Chen Hao.
But the moment he leaped into the air, Sen Tai's entire body was suspended there.
Chen Hao's eyes grew damp. Seeing the man who had once been his brother taken by the T-Virus as well, he trembled all over with anger, grief, and resentment.
His fists tightened slightly. He desperately wanted to vent it all, but faced with this old friend—even an infected old friend—Chen Hao held himself back.
Watching Chen Hao confront Sen Tai in silence amid the rain, Xiang Wencun sighed and quietly walked away.
The rain grew heavier. Sheltering beneath the eaves, Xiang Wencun gazed up at the darkened sky, lost in thought.
She had never longed for rain so much. How she wished this downpour could carry away not only her worries, but wash the