When they were young, the maltose they threw at each other condensed into blood-colored ice blades. He called his opera robe a shroud, and he laughed at his armor embroidered with the soul of a fool.
After Zhuang Miao became an actor, he tore up all his poetry manuscripts, leaving only Juan Quexinyan's quotations. Each page was filled with stupid words similar to those of Xiang Duyang's childhood, and the corners were painted with guillotine in blood.
Xiang Duyang's knife was used to cut pear carvings and small ice lanterns for Zhuang Miao. Later, the knife was rusted by drops of blood. When he forced Zhuang Miao to sing the song of everlasting regret, he put the handle of the knife against his throat and asked how Yang Guifei died - she was strangled like your father.
In the past, Mr. Xiang Duyang broke a wicker stick and whipped it on Zhuang Miao's back to laugh at him as a scholar. Ten years later, after the city of Luoyang was destroyed, he knelt beside the stage where Zhuang Miao committed suicide and stabbed his throat with a wicker stick.
On a summer night in Suzhou, two young men stole wine and lay drunk on a black-topped boat. The number "Xinyan" was engraved on the bow of the boat. It was raining heavily in Luoyang. Xiang Duyang personally scuttled the old boat carrying Zhuang Miao's body.
Intention: When individuals become the lubricant of the gears of the times, all the good things will be regurgitated into bloody rituals by the meat grinder**. Those sweet feelings engraved with innocent hearts will eventually turn into ice blades inserted into each other's hearts.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! ! ! Expect