He has a deep love for her and must be her. Even if she inserts the sword into his chest, he will not hurt her at all. But she lost her past life memory, and when they met again, he left everything behind, transformed from the king of villains into a little puppy, and hugged her waist pitifully: "Madam, so, love will disappear, right?" The supporting character was melancholy: Is there anything she can't do? The villain boss looked calm: Yes, she doesn't know how to fall in love! The boss is depressed: How can we please our ancestors? The villain boss kicked him away: Get out! She is mine!
