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I didn't expect my body to be in Lucas's house. He looked so harmless, innocent and kind. It was not like he could steal a body. I didn't know where to go, and finally drifted to my grave. Every day, different people came to take pictures and check in, and there were live broadcasts.

I was bored and dozed off in the middle of the night, and then Lucas caught my attention. This time I followed him all the way and finally didn't lose him. He walked to a hidden alley, where the reporters who had made trouble a few days ago were all here. He took out a thick stack of banknotes and handed them to them one by one. The reporter who led the trouble shook hands with him and said, "Thanks, brother, you have both gossip and money. Come to us next time if there is such a thing."

Lucas tightened his mask, whispered that he didn't need it, and then turned and walked deeper into the alley. I didn't expect that it was Lucas who helped me get revenge. All kinds of things told me that Lucas must be more than just a stranger to me. But no matter what, I couldn't remember what my past with him was .