He is like a rose blooming in the dark night. His love is cold and selfish, like a pack of wolves, silently guarding his treasure.
Be it cold-blooded or bloodthirsty
He turned a deaf ear, and his indifferent figure only followed behind that touch of arrogance.
His existence cannot be covered up by a large amount of gray. It is desperate and sad.
He treasured all the tenderness and pain that person had given him, even though he knew that the tenderness was not for him.
A smile can conquer the city, and thousands of swords can be fired at once
He finally realized his ridiculous position
A love song, a bottle of sake
After this night, the world is destined to no longer be peaceful.
Dawn wind and waning moon
He smiled. He gave everything he could, except for this ridiculous feeling.
But his eyes were red, you can only belong to me in this life
he said
Toys, chess pieces, even tools for venting sexual desire are all good
Remember, I'm not yours
What I want, you can't give me in this life
You said that no one belongs to anyone else, right?
Even if he is smiling, he is like a weeping cuckoo, dripping blood with his voice
who said
Lovers get married eventually
Who sighs again
Although the harp is a fairy harp, its music is a magical one
Once the song ends, no one can escape, the ending has been decided...