You Zhiyi fell in a pool of blood, tears wet the corners of his eyes, almost choking, and told the secret he had hidden for thousands of years.
"I like you, always have"
Jian Tang was stunned and held You Zhiyi's hand in a daze.
The fragmentary dusk fell on You Zhiyi's face, and there was gentleness between his eyebrows and eyes.
Jian Tang watched him lose his breath and couldn't make a sound.
"Jian Tang, don't be afraid, I will take you home."
"I want to stay wherever you can see me, so that all the stars in your eyes are me."
"But I want you to become a god and be respected by everyone."
Jian Tang opened You Zhiyi's treasure wooden box and found only a small doll, but it was given to him before.
A worn-out doll stayed with You Zhiyi on his behalf for a long, long time.
Jian Tang likes You Zhiyi and always has, but he understands it too late.
(Sweet! Sweet! Sweet! Don't row away!!! It's really sweet...) Guilty...
Anyway, it's He
Intention: gods and demons