Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Jiang Yinsheng spoke with certainty. Even the voice in her heart was certain as it said:
If it's you, I'm willing to keep on waiting.
"What if you find that this person isn't worth waiting for?"
Depending on the situation, there wouldn't even be a need to wait for some people, Jun Zishu thought. If someone gave their love to the wrong person, it wouldn't matter even if they waited until the end of time. Nothing would change. Probably.
"That won't happen. I believe in myself. I also believe in…"
Her.
"What?" Jun Zishu asked, failing to hear the end of Jiang Yinsheng's sentence.
"How come you are suddenly asking about this matter, Officer? Could it be that you've taken a liking to someone?" Jiang Yinsheng changed the topic and smiled at Jun Zishu. Although she behaved calmly on the surface, she was, in fact, nervous to the extreme inside.
"I'm just having a tough time understanding some things."
"Such as?"
A human and a ghost strolled through the quiet night. When Jun Zishu sat back into her car, she signaled to her colleagues in the shadows to continue with their duty before driving back home.
"I used to think that emotions were the most useless things in this world. They are a burden and can affect one's reasoning."
"Why would you…think that?"
"Probably because I've never seen the light."
Jun Zishu had never received proper affection from childhood to adolescence.
She wasn't a likable person; she knew that much.
She would always do everything perfectly and maintain her rationality.
She was like a butler working in a medieval castle, always wearing a stern face and carrying around a tragic absurdity.
She was like a puppet in a black-and-white film, cold and monotonous.
Jun Zishu also felt like her existence was similar to the seemingly perfect supporting characters, a.k.a. cannon fodder for the protagonist, described in novels. Though, she died before she could be subjected to any face-slapping.
Jun Zishu didn't wish to be liked, probably because she feared that others would dislike her once they realized her bland essence.
The car move
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