A rainy night ten years ago.
Xiang Yan watched Wei Min struggling in the mud for a long time, on the thin line between life and death.
He was shot four times, his pale face was about to be shattered by the rain, and his breathing was spasmodic in pain.
——Like crying.
Wei Min seemed to want to accept his fate and retain his dignity.
But how can people who have survived in a pampered way have the willpower to deceive their own instincts?
He obviously wanted to live more than to be killed in silence.
So he even stretched out his hand with all his strength——
Even though he was extremely frightened, he still said to Xiang Yan:
I really don't want to die, please, don't kill me.
Please...
He understood that it was unbearable pain for Wei Min.
But, it's really too beautiful.
That was the most beautiful sound Xiang Yan had ever heard.
* Sniper × Elite of the Year
*A symbiotic relationship of light and darkness
Intention: Falling in love with you through the scope.