Qi Yan held Shen Yi, who was covered in blood, feeling his life slowly passing by. The blood of the two people on the ground was also constantly blending together, as if they were saying their final goodbyes.
"Qi Yan, I love you"
That was the first time Shen Yi expressed love to Qi Yan, but it was also the last time.
Intention: Find yourself in the world you "create"