Yeyang

He could never forget that scene. The young man finished singing a sentence softly, stopped softly, and turned his head slowly like a water lotus blooming in an instant. That boy had eyes like melting snow. "Yeyang..." Six years later, at the age of eighteen, his clever plan for the Erqi army was foiled by a man who suddenly appeared from the other side. Qinglan, the ninth prince of the Zheng Kingdom? The most beautiful woman in the world? Huh, just kidding, no matter how beautiful you are, can it be more beautiful than my Ye Yang? "... I didn't expect that love is actually a wound." Unexpectedly, God likes to joke. He is born with extreme beauty. Snow seemed to be falling all the time around him, blocking the dazed people one foot away. There was only one person who truly touched his heart. The boy who likes to laugh and cling to him, the boy who likes to quarrel with him but never wins, the boy who climbs trees and goes down the river for him, the boy who stands in a large field of night grass and smiles... Now, standing dozens of meters away, the boy at the front of the enemy camp was about to transform into a man. Should he cry? You should still laugh. "I will definitely... Kill you with my own hands." The most important, distressed, sad and helpless existences for each other are struggling and tormented by fate, and they are getting farther and farther away. "... Let's go to hell together." It turns out that fate has been planned for a long time. -------------------------- Recently, I suddenly wanted to write about the results of Danmei... (Of course, I have also written short stories about Danmei before.) Usually it looks pretty good (oh oh oh~).. MMs who like Tanmei should visit it.. I wanted to write something funny, but the plot is quite tortuous and tragic, so the style of this article is very contradictory....＝＝｜｜｜ The plot has been completely thought out, even the dialogue... Well... I always have to recall it over and over again in order not to forget it... But I am always too lazy to write it (do you feel guilty?)... I feel that the story between the two is a bit like the ancient version of seed = = | | | | Forgive me... Amen... Communicate more..