Through their time together, the young Lin Feng had developed many attachments he should not have had toward the mature beauty Kafka.
After all, from his arrival until now, Kafka and Silver Wolf were the only people closest to him.
"You little rascal... don't tell me you..."
Feeling Lin Feng's slightly heated gaze, Kafka gently bit her cherry-red lip, a trace of embarrassment appearing on her lovely face.
As a perceptive Stellaron Hunter, how could she not know what kind of gaze Lin Feng regarded her with?
Clearly, it was not a child looking up to his mother, but a gaze tinged with something called desire.
Although she was nominally Lin Feng's guardian, and they had a so-called blood relationship through their genes,
Lin Feng had been created as a Stellaron Vessel from the very beginning. They could not truly be considered mother and son.
"All right, I promise..."
After gazing at him thoughtfully for a moment, Kafka slowly spoke, a faint sadness indeed lingering in her beautiful eyes.
Such a thing was absolutely impossible.
Because, according to the script Elio had written long ago, Lin Feng would soon forget everything, and he would no longer remember her.
So there was nothing wrong with agreeing just this once. After all, Lin Feng had far too much to give up.
The spring breeze continued to blow, gently brushing past wine-red hair and cherry-red lips as the cold beauty raised her head to gaze at the clear blue sky.
The handsome young man holding a baseball bat slowly approached, an expectant smile on his face.
Crack...
The mirror shattered again. This time, however, the memory it revealed was darkness as silent as death.
Medical equipment hummed beside his ears, and he felt an inexplicable cold, stinging sensation in his arm.
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