After Ryan and his seventh brother disappeared from Lu Xiao's sight, time seemed to freeze.
The crowd pushed him forward and backward as they whizzed past him, leaving two footprints on the instep of his boots, but he was completely unaware and accepted everyone's pushing, disgust and neglect like a tumbler.
None of this matters anymore.
Ryan is gone. Hasn't he already gotten used to being treated like this?
The instinct of self-preservation helped Lu Xiao to numbly pass through the first two moments.
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