Tang Duan killed his wife. He thought he had finally vented his anger, but he didn't expect that the nightmare had just begun. A beautiful young man moved next door, and the young man approached Tang Duan. When Tang Duan thought he was finally going to be saved, he found that he had already fallen deeper and deeper into a bottomless quagmire. The eyes in the memory are getting clearer and clearer. That belongs to a child. What do you... Exactly want? Who are you...? Ps. This article has no outline and no saved manuscript. It is just written for fun. ^_^++ I am mainly updating another article, although it is also very slow. QVQ If you are interested, you can take a look. It is called Poetry of the Wind. Thank you!