In the desolate autumn wind, a lonely figure stood, and a voice said to himself, "Helian Wenxuan, I love you so much that I almost went crazy. I loved you so much that I gave up my self-esteem and pride as my life. I humbled myself at your feet just to let you look at me one more time." , But your eyes are always so cold and proud. I am just a tool for you to use and a boring pastime, but I still love you. You are the dazzling flame, but I am an insignificant moth, knowing that love has no results, but I resolutely rush towards the flame. "
"Louis, how can an empty soul know how to love again? My soul has long been occupied by hatred and has become dark and corrupt. Even with an appearance as beautiful as an angel, it is just Lucifer who fell into hell. I don't love myself, and I won't love anyone."