She closed her eyes, and in front of her eyes was a flowing fiery red ocean. No matter how many years, it was still surging and bright in the gray memories.
On that night when the sky was filled with fire and blood was splattered, he grabbed her hand in hell and engraved warmth and light deeply into her soul.
He lowered his head against the light, his slightly frowning eyebrows were the lines of distant mountains, his cherry-colored lips were soft petals, and his gray-blue eyes were the sea under the moonlight.
"This is hell," he said. "You're already in hell. If you don't want to die, pick up that gun."
"Too weak, give me some practice!"
"You can still move, right? Then stand up quickly!"
"Idiot, where is your knife going to cut? It's the carotid artery!"
All he told her was pain and the cruelty of this world, but whenever she was blinded by pain and could no longer go on, he was so gentle.
"Levi, I... Like you."
She kissed his lips with piety and told her deepest secret. Under the sunset when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, she gently planted the seeds of love, hoping that it would blossom and bear fruit.
She hoped that he would hold her cheeks and kiss her back gently; but she also thought that he would push her away and leave coldly. But in the breeze with the cherry blossoms falling, he looked at her with strange eyes, without responding or leaving.
"This is not love, it's just a lonely person longing for the resonance of his soul." He hugged her gently and sighed.
She thought she could keep chasing his back and touch the place where he existed with her fingertips.
But in the blink of an eye, he left, completely and without a trace.
Warm reminder:
It starts from childhood in the underground streets and ends with the ending of the original work (the ending of the original work should be changed, OE or HE), and the plot of the original work will not be tampered with.
This article is slow to develop and updates at a slow pace, because it is a growth-oriented story. Neither the soldier commander nor the heroine has full skills at the beginning, but they have the same personalities.
The heroine is very weak in the early stage and is not as good as ordinary people. As she gradually becomes stronger, she may have a sense of substitution or may cause discomfort.
***Please bring your own thoughts when reading this article. There are various characters' weird ideas in the article, and they will not judge right or wrong. They just exist and are reasonable. Every character grows and there is no black/white binary.
Intention: Important Thoughts of Three Represents