Who likes his blue hair, loves his flaming red lips, and loves his bright eyes?
However, his black hair had not faded, the flames had not extinguished, and the water had not dried up, yet he was pushed into hell by her own hands.
Dreaming back every night, he was still the boy who was as frightened as a deer by the riverside. He timidly pulled her sleeves and called out "Sister." And although she looked at her coldly, there was a trace of warmth on her lips involuntarily.
He is just a timid and humble child who just wants to linger in the same place. She is a dazzling star, elusive and unattainable.
One day, she held his hand and promised: "I wish to win the heart of one person and stay together forever." He was so happy that he couldn't sleep all night.
One day, she held a three-foot long sword and raised a cold eyebrow, intending to kill him, leaving him speechless.
However, when we met again, he was already dominating the world, and she was just a mere beauty.
Punishment and imprisonment cannot escape the word love.
Stubborn resistance and revenge cannot hide what is in the heart.
If they hadn't met, he and she would still be happy on their own.
If there is no love or hate, he and she will remain strong without desire.
If there was no betrayal, he and she would still be in love as before.
Once encountered, it will be a lifetime mistake.
Kankan writes love, hate, and hatred into the story of life and death.
What if the beauty is as beautiful as yesterday and attracts all the people in the world?
If so, if all hatred is given up, what's the point of having nothing to do?
It's a pity that you and I can guess the beginning, but we can't guess the ending.