Chapter 582: Blank Memories

Kelvin. Did Kelvin really die like that?

No. She didn't believe it!

How could he die? How could he be so cruel as to die right in front of her?

From the moment the explosion reached her ears to the cries that filled the surroundings, glass shards continued to fall from above.

Rustling sounds, all blocked by Benson.

Her brain remained in a blank, frozen state, to the point that she couldn't even hear clearly what Benson whispered to her with a gentle voice. He said,

"Cheyenne, don't be afraid. This is just a temporary darkness; the light will always come."

"I will always, always be with you, protecting you. Let me put an end to the painful memories he gave you."

"Cheyenne, don't be sad. Everyone has to die. Kelvin ran forward before his death to protect you."

"Cheyenne... Forget everything about today, you will have so much more."

Forget it?

With teary eyes, Cheyenne lifted her head and met those unfocused eyes, deep as the ocean, pitch black.

In this darkness, a green dot gradually spun, forming a bud about to bloom.

And it bloomed.

So beautiful!

Her vision went dark, and she lost consciousness. Her body fell into a warm embrace, like a withered leaf carried by the wind.

Benson held her waist, his icy fingertips caressing her fair and delicate cheek, and he gently kissed her.

"Cheyenne, sleep well. When you wake up, everything will be fine. Don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

believe that on this ordinary night, in this safe city,

Akloit, the famous Mr. Kelvin Foley, died in this

walk to the car and

found white ashes in

Foley's former wife,

after the fire. It was rumored that her face

started to snow in Onistead. There was heating in the house, and the wooden floor provided some insulation, so even

snow outside reflected on her face, enhancing her fair and cold complexion, as if

of what she was dreaming about, tears slid down her

moment, they were gently wiped

that reflected

are you so sad?" he whispered

you willingly being blind for three years?" a cold and

shoes clicked on the wooden floor, making a sound

to look, his gaze firm as he stared at the comer, his

your voice down. Cheyenne has only fallen asleep not

care about his warning and crossed her arms, walking up to the front of

a while, and when she noticed the slight bulge of the woman's abdomen, she froze for a second. "Heh, Master Charlie

the woman's words and gently pulled

around, he wore a completely different

what brings you

lightly pressing on his

remained completely

me. I won't have any affection for a woman in her fifties." To be honest, although she was already over fifty, her well-maintained face made

dress with a halter neckline, accentuating

slightly upturned at

corner of her eye was

to say that she was over fifty while standing on the street,

angry. She snorted coldly and got back to

second and third maps

"When?"

next Monday. The person who achieves first place will be eligible to enter the

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