"Why, Ayu"
Lu Wan vomited a large mouthful of blood from the corner of her mouth, and saw a dagger stuck in her chest.
"Because you are not her, and I don't want her to misunderstand."
It was a man's cold voice, as cold as his dagger.
Her eyes were filled with chaos, and she fell down weakly.
Lu Wan woke up from her dream. For some reason, this was the third time she had dreamed of such a scene.
The faces of the man and woman in the dream were blurry, but one thing was that the woman's name was exactly the same as hers, which made her very concerned. After all, she dreamed of the woman's heart being pierced over and over again, which made her feel like she had been stabbed. It hurt. She was so broken. It was obviously just a dream. Why should she be tortured like this? But because it was just a dream, she could not intervene.
Until one day
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Intention: Be yourself