She died in the year when he loved her most, killing two people.
Everyone thought this was his handiwork, and he successfully avenged his enemy's adopted daughter.
But she didn't die,
With a different face and another identity, she came back with another identity.
He stood in front of her, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He said, "You look a lot like a guy I know."
She smiled: "Really? What happened to that person?"
He was silent for a long time: "She is dead."
She picked up the glass and took a sip: "That's a shame."
When she turned to leave, the person behind her came out of the darkness and patted her on the shoulder——
"Good performance, it's time to close the net in the next one!"
