A magnetic voice startled Lin Luotian out of his reverie, and he slowly returned to consciousness. Sunlight shone through the vents in the dim room, scattering on Lin Luotian's slightly pale face. The backlight outlined his side profile, from the shoulder to the back. The waist is like a sharp sword, casting a slender reflection in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, winding along the morgue floor into the distance. The other side is submerged in darkness, and his expression cannot be seen clearly, like a rose stained with blood, charming and dangerous...
Purpose: redemption