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I'm Beiting, speaking of which, I should be half a modern person, I used to be a killer, and people from the outside world always think that killers are terrible and cold-blooded, and they may kill people if they don't agree with each other, and they can't be approached or approached.

Actually, no, killers are also human beings who also have feelings, and they are also affectionate, and they are not the so-called cold-blooded animals.

It's just that when we face life, we feel more numb, because we are used to seeing more, and we will not feel sad and moved by someone's death.

If that person were you, living in darkness all year round, wandering through the gates of ghosts, wandering between life and death and the sweet smell of fish, you would surely become what we are.

But it cannot be denied that as a killer, having feelings is the biggest threat.

I, on the other hand, clearly violated this rule, but I never regretted it.

That person, the number one killer in my organization, is very powerful and beautiful.

Some people say that she is a poisonous and thorny rose, which cannot be touched or contaminated, otherwise she will not be far from death.

The first time I heard her name was when the people in the organization were investigating her, and because her whereabouts were secretive and difficult to track, it felt very mysterious.

But by chance, I met her unexpectedly during a mission, and the desire to survive forced us to work together to guard each other's empty doors.

I didn't know who she was at the time, because she was wearing a mask at the time and her voice was deliberately changed.

At that time, she was very close to me, and her laughter was very good, and she said to me: My name is Helan, what about you?

I remember very well that my voice was calm at the time: Xiaobei.

It was also from that time that I started to keep in touch with her privately, but it was only through online chats, and there were very few opportunities for video conversations.

But slowly, I also found out that it was her.

I was shocked at the time, how could it be her?

Will she have feelings for people?

Didn't they all say that she simply had no heart?

Yes, she was chasing me back then, and for years.

I didn't say yes for a long time, not because I didn't like her, but because I was afraid that she would be hunted down by the organization because of my feelings.

Until one later time, she had what we wanted.

The proprietor sent us to chase the thing, and the other proprietor told her to take it elsewhere, so they became enemies, and they could only live or die.

In that mission, she lost, but she won my heart.

In fact, I know very well that she was not unable to run away from the situation at that time, even if she was besieged.

But because I was there at the time, she didn't want to hurt me, so she didn't choose to struggle.

I also remember very well that at the moment she fell, the way she looked at me, made my heart ache.

Almost without thinking about it, I shot myself.

She said: If there is a next life, the old lady will definitely take you to hand.

Helan, I really have it in the next life, but where have you been?

When I came to another world, I looked for you for ten years, but what I waited for was the news of your love with others.

I can't describe how I felt at that time, it was false to say that I was not uncomfortable, and I even had the heart to die again, but when I thought of her in this other world, she had no relatives and friends, I couldn't leave, I had to stay and help her.

The experience of this life is a bit mysterious and surprising, but from a young age to see her old, to appreciate her peerless appearance, and to witness the grace of her beauty after twilight, I am very content.

I envy that man, I envy the man who owns her, and I hate the man who married her.

But I must admit that I am equally grateful to that man, because only he can give her the happiness she wants most.

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