Make up the people of the world, wear clothes for eternity.
Under the dim candlelight, the man held up the woman's twisted arm with one hand and smoothed her bulging eyeballs with the other hand. Then he unbuttoned his clothes and looked at the dislocated body covered in scars, with anger overflowing in his eyes but helpless.
He could only hold the corpse and cry bitterly, and put on his favorite makeup for her. She looked so ugly but he was obsessed with it. The joyful smiles of the past flashed before his eyes one by one...
Finally making up his mind, he put her in the coffin and carried her on the road to seek immortality.
