The man's subtle indulgence and intimacy made Mason Ye feel strange. Although it was like the feeling Finn often gave him - sweet and soft marshmallow, Mason Ye still felt awkward.
"Don't drag me down! Don't collaborate with the enemy!"
After Ye Shisan's little friend Aojiao finished speaking, he turned around and opened the door of the warehouse on the right. The smell of old dust hit my face, and the warehouse shelves reflected vague shadows in the darkness, like giants standing in the depths of the shadows.
Finn turned on the flashlight, gave one to Mason Ye, and took one and swung it into the darkness.
This is a building with a very old history. The glass windows are broken, the walls are mostly moldy, and most of the shelves where things are placed are crooked, showing signs of disrepair everywhere. There were messy footprints on the dusty ground, as if something heavy had been dragged deep into the warehouse, even leaving scratch marks on the ground.
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