"Walking between sunshine and darkness, it doesn't matter anymore. After all, my life only lasts for so many years. Once I earn enough money for the coffin, I can have a place to put me after I die. I don't ask for anything else." Lu Huan twitched the corner of his mouth. He wanted to put on the bright smile of a sunny young man, but his muscles stiffened like compressed biscuits, and formed an unsightly mass...
"But I have something to say," Xu Xiang whispered with his eyes closed. He paused and opened his eyes. He raised his hand to cover Lu Huan's face and rubbed it. "Fuck the darkness. If you run again, I might really lose control of myself and break your legs."
Lu Huan laughed softly, as if he had heard a very funny joke. He smiled and rolled into Xu Xiang's arms. Smelling Xu Xiang's scent, Lu Huan thought that this was it. Let him go and let him go.