Wearing it on the villain

Fingers open.

There was lightning and thunder outside, and a purple thunderbolt illuminated his pale face. When the heavy rain poured down, there was a low knock on the door, accompanied by the gentle and weak voice of his fiancée.

"Aning."

Shen Shuning opened the door. Outside the door, his fiancée's hair and dress were wet, dripping water, and there was pitch black mud on her bare feet. A pair of dark eyes looked at him quietly, tenderly and affectionately.

Shen Shuning knew——

The dead fiancée returns.