C389 Dreamland

Even the slightest noise was crystal clear in the silence.

The sound of blood dripping from Wu's hand was unmistakable.

Chen was about to speak, but upon hearing the drip, he held his tongue. He glanced at Wu's hand, seemingly piecing things together, and his laughter grew even louder.

Chen was a handsome guy, the epitome of a sunny boy-next-door. So, when he smiled