The sharp and harsh sound of brakes completely shattered He Qi's fairy tale dream. One second, he was waving to Fang Yue at the intersection, and then going to class together as before. But everything stopped at this moment. Fang Yue didn't come over to take the book from He Qi's arms, didn't touch his hair with a smile, and ask him if his breakfast was delicious. Instead, he lay quietly in the blood-red, with his white school uniform covered with strange red, as weird as the red lotus appearing in a cult.
"Fang Yue, where are you?"
"I'm not here..."
"I am the prince, and you are the brave knight. No matter where I am in the dark castle, you can split the thorns in front of me with your sword..."
"But, Fang Yue, I don't know where to find you."