"Feixue Suiqiong, that was the first time I held you in my arms. You said I was like a plum blossom. You pity me and you liked me. Now at the same time and in the same place, the petals have spread all over the sky. It can be considered a happy ending for us." Tears gently slid down the corners of Lingchen's eyes. He moved forward with all his strength and gently pressed against Qingxi's lips.
The north wind blew from the plum forest again, the scattered pieces turned into wind, and finally turned into dust and scattered——
"Master——"
To use you, to contain you, to protect you, to possess you... To fulfill you in the end, this is my emotion for you.
Intention: Obsession harms people, and will eventually pay for it