I gasped in the huge hall, and the pressure from all directions swept over me. I couldn't even lift my fingers.
Peach blossoms were floating in front of my eyes, and my eyes began to become confusing. It was obvious that the bloodthirsty sword was inserted into my chest, it was obvious that the heaving chest was trying to find a glimmer of hope, and it was obvious that my unwilling obsession was so strong...
But... I want to endure the pain all over my body to see clearly, to touch, to feel everything about him, even the love and hatred intertwined with blood and tears.
Senior brother...
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