The night Lin Ting was personally committed to a psychiatric hospital by “Shen Zhiyan,” rain poured down in torrents.
Clutching her pregnancy test, she said, “I'm not sick. I'm here to save you.”
The man wiped the blood from his fingertips and turned away.
Later, she died, and he went mad, splitting into two people.
One tormented her day and night in an AI virtual world: “Does it hurt? This is only the first day.”
The other reclaimed her body from the ruins of reality and stood against the entire world.
Until the truth tore everything apart:
The one who loved her was a shadow. The one who hated her was a substitute.
And the real Shen Zhiyan had been imprisoned inside his own body for three years.
“Twin souls seeking redemption × virtual punishment × real-world secret war”
The pinnacle of tragic romance. Welcome to the first level of hell.
