C51 The same fate

At that time, Zhang Zijun lowered his head, muttered to himself, pretended to play with the gun in his hand, and returned to his room.

As he lay on the bed, he covered his face with the blanket and thought back to the beautiful scene he had seen in the washroom. His mind was filled with the image of that perfect corpse.

Even so, he still had a lot of opportunities to see her in the future