Love and hate, blood and fire, life and death.
The cherry blossoms are blooming wantonly, standing between the two of them
A petal of cherry blossoms suddenly passed by, and the image of them at that time suddenly flashed before Gao Shan's eyes.
So missed, yet out of reach.
Even the memories are almost gone.
"What should I do so that you can come back?" The man stared at the girl in front of him, his voice hoarse.
"Hey, Takasugi Shinsuke," the girl walked towards him unhurriedly, "Why was it that the person who died at that time?" Takasugi was startled, and he didn't even notice that he was impaled, "wasn't you?"
After saying that, the girl turned the hilt of the knife in her hand fiercely, blood splattered all over her body.
He fell down weakly, and his vision gradually darkened. He suddenly saw Jiang Bai standing with the backlight, and said to him helplessly: "Lingchun is still the same Lingchun, but the silly girl who can bring us warmth is no longer there."