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IBI International Prison.
Recently bored, Anthony occasionally drops by to chat with the warden.
"Yo, more people are coming in." Anthony greeted Yun Shan and Yun Wu, "The officer must have a unique constitution, wherever he goes, cri follows?"
Yun Shan glanced at him: "It’s not the young master, we’ve been following the madam."
Anthony: "..."
Damn.
He’s so jealous.
Because the judgent hasn’t been finalized yet, Sally was temporarily detained in a holding cell.
The holding cell had no windows and no lights.
Sally, in the darkness, trembled all over, her teeth chattering.
She still couldn’t understand how Ying Zijin knew so much, even more than she understood the details herself.
According to her original plan, she would have smoothly taken over Sinai’s experintal project.
How did she end up at the IBI all of a sudden?!
Sally’s mind was in complete disarray.
It was a long ti later before she fell into a dazed sleep through the night, and the door to the holding cell was pushed open.
A tall, upright figure walked in.
Sally quickly looked up, her eyes filled with hope.
Just one glance and she shuddered from head to toe.
She had t this man before.
At the ti, she and Annie were in a café, and this man was accompanying Sinai while shopping.
Among Westerners, it was rare to find a man with both such excellent looks and figure.
Of course, Sally rembered him vividly.
The man sat down in front of her.
His posture was laid-back, yet the oppressive aura he emanated made it hard to breathe.
He seed to be suppressing sothing, his overall deanor exuding a low pressure.
A few seconds later, Norton finally spoke: "Norton University? Who authorized you?"
Sally was stunned for a mont, before she could speak, a 3D projection screen appeared before her eyes.
On the big screen was an aerial view from above.
It was a massive island, with densely packed buildings, and in the center stood a grand and magnificent bell tower.
The world’s number one university, Norton University.
The aerial view quickly disappeared, and the scene shifted to an office.
Sally also recognized the person working at the computer.
The vice principal of Norton University.
She had rely received an invitation letter from Norton University, not officially employed.
So she was only aware of the vice principal’s existence, never having interacted with him.
Looking at the man with silver short hair, Sally suddenly felt a bad premonition.
Could it be...
Norton responded indifferently, coldly: "Dekel."
"Here!" Suddenly being called out, the vice principal shuddered, "Principal, I’m here! Where are you?"
The principal was always elusive, always preferring to contact him in this way.
His heart was almost about to give out.
Norton asked indifferently: "Where’s the director of the recruitnt departnt?"
"Uh? I’ll call him over right away." The vice principal quickly dialed the intercom, "Principal, don’t be in a hurry!"
"..."
The holding cell was silent.
With one "principal" after another, Sally’s hearing seed to fade away.
She stared blankly at Norton, her body shivering as if electrified.
Her nerves completely snapped in an instant.
This young man was the principal of Norton University?!
What a joke!
And he had a deep relationship with Sinai?
Sally’s ears buzzed incessantly.
What exactly was she doing?
How could she have made such a choice?
The force behind Sinai was unimaginably vast.
"I don’t like following rules." Norton lowered his eyes slightly, "I only like to treat others as they treat ."
He smiled: "Good luck to you."
Norton walked out, closing the door.
Sally hadn’t co back to her senses yet.
Until she saw the white mist gradually gathering.
The white mist deepened little by little, finally consuming her.
Outside the door.
Ying Zijin was at the reception, chatting with Anthony.
She turned her head at the sound: "How’s it going?"
"It’s nothing." Norton stubbed out his cigarette, spoke slowly, "I’m going to the hospital first."
Not knowing if a certain fool would cry when they woke up.
Ying Zijin spoke up: "Wait a mont."
Norton stopped, turned around.
"I heard from my little devil friend—" Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "You want to be my little uncle-in-law?"
Norton: "..."
**
Very long after that, Sinai slowly opened her eyes.
The mild warm sunlight stread in through the windows, falling on the bed in a golden glow.
The curtains were half-drawn, not dazzling, just enough for one to adapt to the slightly dim environnt.
Sinai was stunned for a mont, after a few seconds, her consciousness gradually cleared.
She was still alive?
Not dead?
But clearly, those unknown elents had already corroded her protective suit, how did she survive?
Sinai’s hand groped to support the bed fra, trying to sit up.
But having inhaled so many harmful chemical elents, even after detoxing, Sinai’s body was still too weak and had difficulty moving.
"Don’t move." A voice descended from above, "Lie down."
Sinai was stunned again, raising her head with so difficulty.
It was a familiar face, and also a familiar figure.
But under his eyes were dark circles, and his brows and eyes carried deep exhaustion.
He was always proud, aloof, and arrogant.
She had never seen him like this.
Seeing Norton, Sinai’s eyes instantly turned red.
Her mory gradually beca clear again.
She rembered seeing soone running toward her.
Turns out, it wasn’t a hallucination before dying.
Soone really ca to save her.
Norton bent down, whispered: "Why are you looking at like that, don’t recognize ?"
This concern wasn’t unfounded.
When Di Wu Yue awoke, they had lost their mory.
The human brain is extraordinarily complex, even Alchemists couldn’t fully comprehend it.
Sinai: "..."
Crazy.
She turned away, not wanting to deal with him.
Norton picked up a cup, handed it over, patiently: "You just woke up, have so water."
His tone was gentle, tugging at one’s heartstrings.
Sinai’s nose tingled, her voice hoarse: "I can’t drink, have them inject with so nutrients."
She once dread of soone saving her in tis of danger.
Also dread of waking up to soone by her side.
But now that it had all co true, she felt overwhelmingly sad.
But knowing he was about to get married, and still treating her this well.
She was falling deeper, yet he could leave whenever.
People seek love, tasting honey on the edge of a blade.
First taste, almost cuts the tongue.
Sinai felt sowhat aggrieved, trying hard not to let the tears flow.
Why should she listen to him?
Why should he have control over her?
"Indeed." Norton’s voice paused, calmly, "Lying like that, you can’t drink anyway."
Sinai didn’t understand what he ant by that.
She was getting tired again, slowly closing her eyes, still not responding.
But the next second, soone gently cradled her head.
The man pressed his lips to hers, slowly transferring water bit by bit.
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