บท 856: The best reward

"Rustle, rustle, rustle ..."

After a flurry of snowflakes, an image appeared on the old black-and-white television screen.

Old P was sure that it was Mary, because she looked exactly the same as Mary, but her clothes and hairstyle were more traditional and conservative.

"You're recording again? Aiya ..."

Mary smiled at the camera, waved her hand, and then sat down on the chair by the bed.

"I don't know why, but I just like this place."

"It's very quiet,"

"I've said it before, this place was once a Holy Land ..."

"Now I understand why."

"I'm sorry, but we have to leave ..."

"Promise me that you'll bring me here again, okay? Cough, cough ..."

Mary came to the camera full of anticipation, but she suddenly couldn't stop coughing.

Then, the image on the TV suddenly became chaotic. Fragments of the movie flashed by. No one knew if it was a video or if it was the male lead's memory.