Greed.
Insatiable desire, endless pursuit.
What the pupils can hold, what the ears can hear, what the taste buds can imagine
What you taste, what your body just wants to possess.
It's all my terminally ill greed for you.
Irreversible.
Nor can it be enough.
Enter the meridian and enter the bone.
Small theater
Ye hope felt distressed.
When Gong Yue inserted her five fingers into her chest and held a bright red heart in her hands,
In front of him, he was choking and begging, brother, don't go, don't lose me
Get off Ayue.
Ye hope's heart softened again and again, and hurt again and again.
If you don't want to leave, I'll stay with you.
From then on, the gods were imprisoned in the name of love.