Tangli Is Gone: the Bright Moon Does Not Return and Sinks into the Blue Sea

[Two male protagonists + abuse of body and mind + childhood sweetheart + BE aesthetics + bamboo horse attack] "He is my green plum, my white snow, and my unending spring." "But spring never wants to stay for me." Fu Xianjiang died in the late spring of that year when begonias were in full bloom. Five years after he left, Jiang Yufeng slept peacefully in his dream. They were five years apart and had a tacit understanding that they would die five years apart. When he was nineteen years old, Fu Xianjiang looked back at the studio window, and the sunlight fell on his eyelashes stained with paint. Jiang Yufeng knew that his life was over. But at that time, there was already another person standing next to the only son of the Fu family. The man weaved a web with poisonous tenderness and dragged the bright moon into the mire. Later, Fu Xianjiang was imprisoned in a sanatorium that never saw the light of day. When Jiang Yufeng broke in, he only saw his thin back curled up in front of the window, drawing Begonia in his memory over and over again. "Brother Feng," he turned around and smiled, his eyes as clear as ever, "The begonias are blooming again." Many years later, Jiang Yufeng found a yellowed picture album among the relics. On the last page, the young man drew two nestling birds, with a line of small words next to them: "The crow spends its life chasing the nightingale, but forgets-" "Spring never stays for anyone." "He is hanging at the end of my life, a snow that will never dawn."