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The disappearance of the old suspension bridge, the gaping hole filled with white light. Black hole, dreaming, black hole, dreaming... I am still me, but my heart has changed. A twisted heart longs for redemption. When I met him, the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to be full of hatred, and his eyes were as exquisite as copper bells, as if emotions from another life were struggling in his heart. The secret of the monster gradually comes to light, and everyone is amazed. What will my choice be? Who am I? ...{Please read this book if you are interested, and the wonderful things will continue to be presented to you. }