It was just a dream, and when he woke up, he was still in the same place.
Unable to escape and unforgettable, his craziest moment was when he stabbed his heart with the knife in his hand, while his soul was floating in the air. What is freedom? Then go back to the past...
In front of him was a dark wall, with the smell of blood and mud mixed together. Yi Yan raised his eyes and saw his master from the previous life. His pupils shrank violently, and his locked hands were shaking slightly. The pain had already spread throughout his body, and tears had already fallen to the ground.
He is taciturn and does not speak. The hot weather outside may be able to illuminate his situation.
The arrow streaked across the starry sky like silver light, staying at a certain place at a certain moment, but it didn't know what it touched, and sparks exploded.
This war is won, everyone is cheering, everyone is crying... Where are those lonely souls? There they cheered and shouted victory.
Shen Yao hugged that cold body. It started to rain, and the rain mixed with tears and fell together. He sang Yi Yanai's song in a low voice, saying softly and tremblingly that he loved him...
Snow-white, dark red, blood fell on the snow, dyeing the white snow red. How real is the scene in the dream? He thought... The cold snow should cover the world.
The dissipated soul was smiling. Yi Yan wanted to wipe away the tears from Shen Yao's eyes, but he couldn't touch it. He could only smile and think... He kissed the corner of his lover's eyes, turned around and never came back.
A thought lasts for a long time, and a word is lost in trouble. Under the sun, kneel down and bury your loved one.
Two male protagonists Be sweet first and then knife (but not actually knife)
Shen Yao × Yi Yan
Intention: Cover the knife with the power of sweet text
