Three years ago, everyone in Nancheng knew that Mrs. Pei Su Jianwei was dead.
He died in a car accident, died in an ineffective rescue operation, died in a cremation and was buried, even his household registration was completely cancelled.
Pei Yan signed it with his own hands and became the one who "gave up on her" from then on.
Three years later, I changed my name and returned to Nancheng.
He thought he could investigate old cases quietly, but at Pei's dinner party, he was recognized in public because of a piece of music.
He said: "Su Jianwei, aren't you already dead?"
But I just wanted to ask him: "Pei Yan, didn't you sign with your own hands to give up the rescue?"
Later I learned that the car accident three years ago was not an accident.
That year, I was not in bad luck.
I was chosen to die.
I came back not to make peace with anyone.
I'm here to beg for my life.
