The Prince Regent, who was like an immortal, dreamed of a person every night. The person in the dream was dressed in red clothes like blood. He hugged his waist from behind and called him "A Sheng, A Sheng~" in a low and hoarse voice. It was so touching that even a wooden man could hear the deep affection in it. The Prince Regent felt embarrassed and couldn't help turning around to cover the man's mouth, but he took the opportunity to peck the tip of the red ear. When I turned around, the surroundings were filled with heavy fog and blurry images. I could no longer find the shadow of the man in red. Only the words "Wait for me to find you" came faintly from the depths of the fog.
Purpose: redemption