There were many people coming and going around Xing Bailian throughout his life.
Those who remember, those who don't remember, those who care, those who don't care, those who have feelings and those who have hatred.
There was only one person, and he still didn't know where to put him until the end.
This is a "who killed my wife" story.
But there are two male protagonists, the crooked and the straight, no CP, BE.
Enter with caution.
Purpose: Life can only be made into steel through repeated trials.