Scarlet eyes stared at the world outside the crystal, where there were the clearest crystals and the dirtiest human hearts.
Twenty years have passed, and the memories have become more and more profound. What has faded is the emotion.
Yu Zhuohua had been frozen in crystal for twenty years. When he opened his eyes, the room was filled with bright light and it was surprisingly cold. The dim blood eyes surged with hatred, and cold tears rolled down his face, condensing into bright blood-colored tear crystals at his feet.
Qi Xuan, my kindness ends here.
Intention: No matter how the world changes, your sincerity will not change