If there are just two people in this world who look so alike, the first thought the public might have is that these two must be twins. If they're not twins, then it's the miracle of creation.
But in fact, Ou Yanan can now feel that the existence of two identical people is bound to be full of disputes. One, if one wants to be an angel, then the other must turn into a devil.
Black eyes swept over Ou Yanan's face and caught a fleeting expression, then she laughed—laugh after laugh, without a hint of joy, only cold sarcasm: "You haven't just realized this, right? I noticed the first day I met you, if you want to be an angel, I must be the devil. If I am the angel, you must be the devil."
"So, what do you want to do now?" Ou Yanan spoke coldly, "Why did you come to find me? To meet me face to face. It's been over a decade since we last parted ways. During this time you never appeared."
