After moving into City A, the crowd's gaze made Lin Yuan feel even more out of place here. He lost his mind in the abyss, sunk in silence, and prayed for light in the midst of integration.
"Brother, like me, you are addicted to the light, love and long for it."
"You are the only light in my abyss."
They kissed in the deep sea, and the oxygen they transported to each other was their love to the world.
My faith, my light, let me kiss you, kiss your old scars that have not healed, and kiss your eyelashes that have not been dried.
"Brother, let me say it again." Qi Chen paused and listened quietly to the uneasiness and fear hidden in the soundless air. His brother was afraid.
"Lin Yuan, I love you."
"Qi Chen, I love you too."
Intention: The light in the abyss is the longed for salvation.
