Two Swallows Flying Through the Cold

[No CP + fantasy + entanglement + iron triangle + reincarnation + mystery]

A Blood-Red Dance of Love and Curses

In fate’s blood-red gamble, Han Feihu, Du Fei, and Wu Yu are seized by an unseen, frenzied hand and dragged into an apocalyptic whirlpool of passion and curses!

Han Feihu is like a God of War from purgatory. He loves Wu Yu with earth-shaking intensity; his love is a wildfire capable of reducing everything in the world to ashes, and he dares defy heaven and earth for her. Du Fei, meanwhile, is like a phantom lurking in the dark. He hides his devotion in the shadows; his love is a poisonous vine, winding silently but tightly around her until every breath Wu Yu takes is filled with his obsession. And Wu Yu is like a fragile star, violently pulled between two extreme forces. She struggles between Han Feihu’s scorching magma and Du Fei’s icy depths, unable to tell whether she should drown in burning love or succumb to a tender snare.

The abandoned factory is a terrifying lair, ravaged by a curse and permeated by the stench of death and forbidden glimmers. Beneath every broken brick and shattered tile, it seems that pairs of evil eyes are watching their every heartbeat. The principal is as mysterious as a specter crawling out of the depths of hell. His secrets are deeper than the darkest black hole and more deadly than the most venomous snake. Once revealed, they could bring the whole world crashing down.

The curse of the cold birds shrieks in their ears like a horde of mad demons, transforming into bolts of black lightning that strike the vessel of fate and leave it lurching amid raging waves. Each time the curse descends, their love is thrown into a boiling cauldron of oil. Love and hate explode wildly, turning into a rain of blood across the sky.