Red

Zhang Fan has been following Ling Yao for a long time. He scanned every inch of Ling Yao's skin and every pore with his focused eyes, showing his obsession. He couldn't figure out why he would meet someone who was exactly what he wanted from every detail of his hair to his nails. From the first time he saw Ling Yao, the frozen wasteland in his heart felt as if a huge ice cone had forcefully opened a crack. The crack slowly cracked, opening at lightning speed, roaring in his brain, In Zhang Fan's entire world, the sun and moon had no light, the stars were dim, and only Ling Yao's figure remained. He thought that no matter what, he wanted this person to be his. Even if it means dragging him to hell. It's a short story. If you like the author, you can enter the column to view other works. Intention: Love has no boundaries, like blizzards, plagues, and wars.