Gu Jianlin was shaken to the brink of death by the overwhelming pressure. He had really reached his limit. He was just a seventeen-year-old high school student, whose most prominent physical ability was playing as a forward in soccer matches.
Now, his entire skeleton was fractured, and his organs were on the verge of failure.
As a human, he had reached his limit.
Just as he was about to collapse, he heard a familiar voice calling him.
The girl said, "Gu Jianlin."
Upon hearing this name, Gu Jianlin stumbled and almost fell.
Yet his memories suddenly loosened, and someone stood in front of him, helping him up.
It was a handsome man, biting a cigarette, looking at him smugly.
A woman in a suit stood silently beside him, smiling.
A cute and charming girl looked up at him with curiosity.
Gu Jianlin instinctively nodded at them and continued forward.
