It's over, feel free to read it, short story be aesthetics
——Salute to freedom!
Yan Qian wants to get rid of that sick man.
He hates him.
That man destroyed him.
In the name of love, he was imprisoned.
The prison is empty, who can be put into it?
..."We are destined to be lovers that even Cherosda can't separate from."
"... Please spare me, Belix, I don't want to hate you."
——There is no destiny, it is just my unscrupulous means.
The son of Satan once came to earth just to take away his lover.
"... Yan Qian, I fell in love with you, I'm sorry..."
——His love is pain and sin...
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The sticky dark night, the lonely moon in the sky, the cold wind blowing ambiguously.
They are entangled and entangled to death...
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This article is, Yan Qian x Belikos, first-person perspective: Yan Qian
The son of Satan has no name, but for you, he is named: Belikos
——The language of Cherosda, the surging love that is lingering in the bones and entangled endlessly.
Gong is an alien.
(Cherostad is a setting in another article of mine. You can just think of it as an alien planet)
Purpose: Only freedom and truth cannot be abandoned