We have had a hard enough journey along the way. You followed me and felt wronged.
"Xu Weiran, have you ever heard of someone wearing a pendant with their ashes?"
"Chen Lao, shut up. If you die, I will fucking throw you into that dark and cold pit and bury you."
"Oh, then you can bury a flashlight for me. I'm afraid of the dark."
"Shut up, I've never seen the aurora. Don't go to heaven."
As usual, Xu Weiran only knew how to kill Chen Ao with jokes, but I don't know how long Chen Ao could continue to laugh like this. His pale and thin face was no longer as smart and handsome as before. The hospital gown was only supported by a dry bone, and the cuffs and collar were empty. Xu Weiran originally thought the clavicle was beautiful, but now he just thinks it is a deformed bulge.
Intention: sadomasochism