The Person Watching

The moment when the man raised his head to look at them, Long Qian Xing was looking straight in his eyes. 

Eyes are the window of the soul. 

Even if he had been trained ever since he was young to conceal whatever he was thinking. At the very last moment, he chose not to follow the order and training that had been embedded deep into his bones.

He revealed his true feelings. 

Sadness, despair, and relief. 

For the people in the organization who could only follow the order if they wanted to live, death might be a relief. Because it meant that they were finally free. 

Their body and mind kept on working hard, trying to live as much as possible. For what? For the future they didn't even know they could have, for themselves, for many other things that they might not dare to imagine. But at the end of the day, many of them could never achieve it. 

Is it worth it?