First he said: "Okay, I will make this contract." Then she said: "Okay, I will make this contract." Once on the edge of death, she faced the dead and dying souls as well as the dried and wet blood. Once on a broad rooftop with high wind and dark moonlight, her shoulders were stained with blood, and his eyes were firm.
He said, "I'll be in trouble if you go out."
"It would bother me if you died," she said.
The same indifferent tone, the same proud soul, and there are too many similarities in the eyes.
He said that in order not to let the blood flow in vain, more blood must be shed.
His world is too bloody and too concealed, so he can only choose to be alone and hide his cruelty with a smile.
She said: "Do you know why the snow is white? Because it has forgotten its original color." It will survive forever, until everything ends, the people you love and the people you don't love will all go away, leaving you alone, living in this world of nothingness.
No one can fit into her world, so she wants to forget to escape the heartache, so she can only be alone.
However, these two people came together. He put on a mask and his expression was invisible, but he said seriously: "I don't know why the snow is white, but I don't hate it." She buried his head on her chest and said softly to him: "It's only me, and I will always be by your side."
How long will such a contract last?
Does such a contract lead to eternity?
Such a contract, when loneliness encounters loneliness...
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