The setting sun
The man in red was half kneeling on the ground, with a man in white lying in his arms. The snow-white clothes were stained with blood.
"Xuan, I'm sorry, I... May have to... Break my promise." The man in white was weak.
"Yan, don't." The man in red's eyes were full of pain, "Can't save, can't save, why why?"
"Xuan, don't exert any effort, it's useless..." The man in white shook his head calmly. His figure had begun to blur, and his soul was about to disperse.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but lost the strength, and the man in white gradually disappeared into the arms of the man in red.
"No——————————"
Yan, wait for me, I will come to you
The red figure jumped down from Soul-Desolating Cliff
Purpose: Thousands of years of deep love