She was rewarded with silver sand and jujube flowers, and climbed into the bloodless white clothes.
Everyone in the world knew that he was a Rakshasa who massacred the city, but she heard his heartbeat falling like snow in his arms.
From the bird in the cage to the "weak spot" of Infernal Affairs, Arnold only knows——
This hell belongs to him, and his tenderness belongs to her.
"Just a little reward?" He wiped his sword and chuckled.
Intention: There are stars and rivers at every end of the world, and the mountains are filled with clear light every night.