Shen Lanze held the crystal in his hand that was split in two and his heart turned into a crystal. His voice became cracked and hoarse from crying: "You won't leave me, right?"
"Master, of course I will never leave you. I give you my heart." Xie Yuan straightened up with difficulty and approached Shen Lanze's cheek. His pale lips were covered with blood. Xie Yuan pressed his lips to the cinnabar mole at the corner of Shen Lanze's eye. His bright red lip print covered the cinnabar mole: "Shen Lanze, I love you, I love you very much. No one will love you more than me..."
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