Chapitre 1766: Side Story 3: The Young Master Who Wants to Experience Romance (3)

The fragrance of wine spread. The young man hadn't drunk a single drop of wine, but his eyes were already misty. He looked up at the starry sky and leaned against the wheelchair. With tears in his eyes, he said, "I killed all the people who hurt you. If you can rest in peace, give me a dream."

The young man's body had been severely injured by the car accident. He was already at the end of his rope, but he was still hanging on with the obsession of 'revenge'.

After he had finally taken revenge, the youth was like a balloon that had been poked. He instantly became dispirited.

He leaned against the wheelchair sleepily.

It wasn't physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.

"Young Master." At this moment, a thin blanket landed on the young master's chest and thighs, blocking the cold wind. Then, the tall youth bent down and squatted beside him. He looked up at him as he said, "It's cold outside. Shall we go back?"