[The frail and domineering painter attacks the bright, gentle and paranoid painting demon]
That day, by the Minliang River, the sun was bright, the breeze was gentle, and the green waves were full. Frustrated and drunken Yan Qingchen met the energetic Mo Bai on the court. After returning home, he drew a picture of the boy. When an accident occurred, he was involved in a conspiracy carefully prepared for him.
Mo Bai lay on his side on the bed and raised his fingers at him: "But, Qing Chen, I am a man."
"What's wrong with being a man? No matter you are a human or a monster, I admire you." Yan Qingchen drunkenly touched his smooth cheek with her hand.
Mo Bai smiled delicately, his whole body trembling. He held the man's fingertips and continued to explore downward: "Everything in the world is unpredictable."
"Only my heart remains unchanged." Yan Qingchen closed her eyes and kissed him, but Mo Bai's eyes suddenly changed and he slowly stretched his hand towards the knife under the pillow.
Intention: You and I are two incarnations, but we will eventually reach the same destination through different paths
