"Qi Yufeng, you are destined to commit suicide."
When Shen Shibai, the always unpredictable strategist in the team, said such meaningful words to him, he raised his eyebrows indifferently and refused to say anything.
It wasn't until he saw the beautiful young man standing in the rain, looking at each other through the rain with downcast eyes, that he was defeated.
"I liked you very much when I first met you. Later, I thought that if it was possible, it would be great for the two of us to spend a lifetime together. But, Wen Shu, why did you lie to me."
He curled his lips slightly and his eyes were gloomy. The black muzzle of the gun was pressed against the man's forehead.
"Turning around, it turns out it's you."