chapter 17 Knock on the door in the middle of the night

At this time, I was basically about to collapse.

It’s already messy enough, why another one?

On the day of the incident, I looked into the hall from afar. Although I didn't see his face, the clothes and figure suggested that he was the same person.

How could he be standing in front of me alive and kicking in the blink of an eye?

Was she the one who died that day?

I glanced at her timidly and said with a stutter:

"Sister,...