Su Xianyin remembered the breathtakingly beautiful seventeen-year-old boy.
In front of the laboratory reduced to rubble by an explosion, his brain waves were failing and his blood was flowing in reverse. If she hadn't arrived in time,
he would have died after she rescued him, who knows?
She couldn't bear to lose him a second time.
The first time she saw him, he was already on the brink of death.
The people in that laboratory were utterly deranged.
The second time she saw him, he had barely a breath left.
If not for the targeted pills her grandfather had given her.
Yet deep in her heart, the longing for freedom burned like a spark.
