However, this time, the hopeless crowd no longer shouted and screamed. Like soulless puppets, they simply leaned against the walls, each finding a posture that felt safe and comfortable, curling up as if to isolate themselves from the fear of the outside world.
This time, even Ren Fei seemed despondent. Uncle, I really can't do this without you. If only you were here... What would you do? he cried out in his heart.
However, the surrounding silence forced Ren Fei to accept reality: his uncle was gone.
In the darkness and deathly silence, time seemed to lose its meaning. Every minute, every second, stretched out like a drawn thread, slowly and torturously tightening around everyone's heart.
