Heian Kyo's Love Story

Wedge Going back thousands of years, in Ping'an Jing under the protection of the four gods, demons and monsters were rampant. A man with elegant manners and handsome appearance regards darkness as a treasure. His heart is always motionless, but it is more confused than floating clouds. His mouth has bright red lips and a powerful tongue like a knife. In his eyes, there is a light that binds ghosts and splits demons. His friends are actually warm-hearted, but he is the only one who can be sincere. He remained calm and walked on the edge of power disputes. And like the floating clouds and flying catkins, they are transcendent in the elegant dark world. Abe Seimei lowered his head, his eyes looking at her softened unconsciously, the corners of his lips curved slightly in a graceful arc, and his slender fingers kept stirring her short red hair, as if he was having a great time playing with her. When Yuan Boya saw such ambiguous movements between the two, a complex look suddenly flashed across his eyes, and he said, "Oh, Qingming, you are really poisoned." Jiang Xiaoyu immediately looked at Yuan Boya, his eyes were like a knife, stabbing Yuan Boya's body fiercely. Abe Seimei seemed to have nothing to do with the matter and said casually: "Oh? Are you poisoned?" Yuan Boya's eyes unconsciously showed an invisible sadness, and he murmured: "Love is like poisonous wine that penetrates the intestines." Abe Seimei's expression froze for a moment, then became soft and firm, and said to himself: "Is this so? So is this love?"