The night is just right, the bustling streets are bustling with people, and the crowds are laughing. It is the beginning of the new year.
Lian hope was on the road to escape during such a season. The dark night, the crimson blood, the dazzling light, the sharpness of the cut, and the tears that fell.
"I really wanted to kill you. I thought I wouldn't succeed, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect that I succeeded. Am I free?" The muttering to himself sounded in this secluded and dark room, as if blown away by the wind, and gradually disappeared, leaving only a flickering lamp with a faint yellow light.
Running desperately, she was like a rose covered with thorns, covered in blood, stabbing everyone who ran towards her with a sharp sword.
"Will you be my salvation? No, my salvation is only myself. My life is in my own hands!" Her declaration was so firm. The expression on her face and the eyes that seemed to be burning flames in her dark pupils made everyone who looked at her lower their heads.
She still picked up the scalpel in her hand, put aside the tragic experiences of the past, and ran towards the future with a heart like fire, towards the place of freedom in her heart, towards the shore of justice.
The man standing next to her will also use the gentlest eyes to silently watch this firm and courageous burning woman...
Intention: Nothing in the world is wrong