Charles IX: Ascension

(Oai cp Xiang + Tang Duo cp Xiang + Tang Wen be + micro group portrait) The wind chimes ring, and the old friend returns. The young man in Tang suit smiles openly and returns on the Milky Way. He is always unbridled, like the scorching sun, illuminating the darkness countless times inadvertently. The ghost shadow never dissipates, and the thick fog shrouds the floating city. Are the people who died in the revenge nine years ago still alive? "I never believe in fate... Even if the ending is known, I will disrupt the plot and reshape the ending that belongs to me." . Nine years of time cannot dilute the friendship, let alone hatred. Hatred takes root and sprouts in the dark corners until the day it is completely exposed to others. Distorted views lead to sin, and endless greed leads to darkness. Former best friends drew swords against each other, former teammates became hostages, and old friends were forced to learn to be indifferent in nine years... Whose fault is it... The shadows offer their love to the roses, and the sunset and sunset caress the twilight. "The remaining night is over, and the morning sun is rising. It is said that the twilight is rising." "I will save you in countless frustrated moments, so... Hold my hand and move forward." "The sharpest thorn of the rose is not its sharp edge, but its bloody roots that crush the frozen soil after dormant in the cold winter." Respect that the mountain of my life is evergreen. Freedom and soul will always be able to rest. In this troubled world, my eyes are stained with tears and stained with rust, but I still yearn for another spring. Wait for the wind to rise and the flowers to fall. Wait until our bones turn into dust and embrace each other in the wind. Every life will bloom in its own spring. The lights will turn off, the fog will disperse, but we will never disperse. The author's kindergarten writing style, ooc apologies.