Return to the Mortal World

The whistle lingered in the air. She felt both sorrowful and expectant, and couldn't help getting up, throwing on her coat, and running outside.

Following the sound, she saw Wang Er standing at the far end of the intersection.

His coat fluttered in the wind, sorrow in his eyes. The familiar sight made her heart ache.

She didn't know what was happening. She stopped and silently watched him, this boss she found so peculiar.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.