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Lu Yifeng was standing in front of the grave. A grave where his wife's name was written on it. He was alone, it was dark everywhere and he can only see his wife's grave in front of him.

"You killed her..."

"It's your fault."

"She will always hate you."

"She will never love you."

"You will never have her."

"Murderer. Your crimes will never be forgiven."

"You killed her."

The voices around him grew louder and louder. He suddenly felt something wet and when he looked down, his body was stabbed by numerous knives.

A man stood in front of him, a man with his face, a man with his same height. The look on his eyes was cold and lifeless. "She will never forgive us."

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After stitches and blood transfusion, Lu Yifeng was sent to the ICU.

By the time Lu Yifeng woke up, it was already morning. He passed out last night because of blood loss.

He was staring at the ceiling for a while. He dreamed of his past life again... But this time, there was something different in it.