Feather article

On his face, darkness and moonlight intertwined into a strange mood, making him both gentle like spring rain, and indifferent like dead wood and ashes, feathers surrounded them, emitting a soft halo like the corpse of the moon, human race The emperor's whisper is soft and ambiguous, but it is filled with the hopeless greed of a dying person

I know the customs of Yuren. Only lovers can give each other feather coats. Now that I give it to you, you must accompany me. Here, in Frost City, every day and night in the world, you must accompany me Me, until the sky collapses and the earth sinks, the rocks rot and the sea dries up.

Yuhuang stopped, and he said blankly, you are dreaming.

The human emperor gave him a sad smile, Feng Tianyi, you can't decide.

In the silence that disappeared bit by bit, after a long, long time, Emperor Yu suddenly asked, why?

Why?The way he asked questions vaguely resembled the shadow of his youth, that white-glazed statue that neither talked nor laughed, no living person or Yuren could show such dignity, unless they had been smashed and picked up the wreckage, From bone to flesh, it is re-ground into terracotta, kneaded into embryos, thrown into a furnace, and then forged by fire to create a flawless new face.

The human emperor stroked Yuhuang's cheek, and then gently pressed his forehead against it. The moment the skin touched, both of them trembled suddenly. It was a visible scar and an invisible scar. Comfort each other in embarrassment and pain.

Hot blood mixed with tears dripped on the plumage, and the wet blush bloomed, like a dark metaphor about the unbridled hunger of love, or the insatiable swamp of loneliness;

The human emperor closed his eyes and said quietly:

Because...you like me, I am very happy.

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