The four people walked to Hu Lei and Zhong Feng with different looks on their faces. Hu Lei nodded to Zhong Feng, and he pressed a button below the screen. Immediately, it lit up to reveal a man looking at the camera in a lab.
Based on the angle, it was obvious that they were standing in the same space or at least, the replica.
Hu Lei felt her mind fill up with that white noise. The man on the screen was both familiar and unfamiliar. He was the closest person to her in the past, but the memories of him were already fading. Her heart fell into a mess.
She closed her eyes to shut out the torrent of feelings flooding her. Then, she felt a hand touch her head. The gesture was familiar and warm. Despite how much she protested Zhong Feng patting her head, she had grown accustomed to the sensation.
And his touch was her anchor when the demons came.