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They stood on the terrace, gazing at each other from a distance.
It seemed as though all the superfluous people had vanished, leaving just the two of them.
Next to him was a lamp that now cast its light diagonally across his face and neck.
Suddenly, he walked towards her.
As he drew nearer, Hannah could clearly make out the expression on his face, a serene joy of reunion.
And she saw it, on the left side of his neck—tattoos that seemed to spill from his shoulder, twining around his neck, before reaching behind his ear.
Hannah caught sight of them, a thicket of thorns...
Thorns!
Amidst the thorns, a cluster of bright roses bloomed as if sprouting from blood itself.
That tattoo... aside from its position and size, its style was almost identical to John Coleman's.
While Hannah was still in shock, the man had already approached her.
He opened his mouth, as if trying to call out to her, but no sound emerged.
Hannah spoke, unable to help herself, "Long time no see."
