I thought Shen Muchao was the perfect lover, until I found him standing beside my bed late at night, holding a knife in his hand. The gentle and elegant university professor actually hides a cold-blooded and cruel second personality. When I tried to escape, he smiled and whispered in my ear: "Why run? The game has just begun." This was a fatal game with the person next to me, and every step could be my death.
Not bad, the sense of substitution is very strong