Holding a flower of desire, bright red as fresh blood,
The blade slices through the bones of his chest.
She places the flower of desire with her own hands inside his hollow heart.
The flower is as red as blood. From each petal, long, fine tendrils grow, winding through his chest and around his bones, inch by inch.
The bone servant closes his breastbone,
His lips curling into an eerie smile.
The male lead's emotional journey: a little dark → a little twisted → completely twisted
The female lead's emotional journey: scheming girl → kind girl → saintly girl
P.S. I'm building up a stock of chapters so I can keep updating without a break. I'll do my best, so if you like the story, please add it to your favorites~ Mwah!
