The blood of the dust and evil in the chaotic world dyes the red lotus

Tonight, dark clouds shattered the moonlight and barren the whole night.

Grief is like a blooming mandala, scattered into helpless confusion.

In the mottled candlelight, the pain spread wantonly, and the abortion medicine almost tossed Chu Dan all night.There was a constant churning pain in the abdomen, not a stabbing pain, but another kind of unbearable torture.

"...Cang Ye..." Panting deeply and shallowly, Chu Dan weakly called Cang Ye's name, calling him every once in a while, as if if he didn't call him, he would fall into endless desolation the next moment.

The halo of the curtain is still elegant, filled with warm and soft tones, but it is just a real pain, not warm.

It was the first time that Chu Dan's eyes were so slack like tonight. Beads of sweat kept rolling down from his pale forehead, dizzy and wet the soft black temples, and fainted into Cang Ye's body and mind, stabbing him fiercely. It hurt his internal organs.

The heart has never been pumped into a ball like today, suppressed fiercely, suppressed full of bitterness, full of sadness.

Cang Ye stood by the bed alone, holding Chu Dan's hand helplessly with exhausted hands, in the palm of his hand, the temperature of Chu Dan was no longer as warm as before, such a cold touch almost froze the blood in Cang Ye's whole body.

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The night embraces the Jihua Palace, and the moonlight stains the love.

One weak water, two sorrows, a life of obsession and three lives of loss.

Cang Ye stared at Chu Dan sadly, as if wanting to engrave him into his flesh and blood, he fixed his gaze for a long time, gently wiped the sweat off Chu Dan's forehead with his nostalgic fingertips, and pushed aside On the damp hair, Cang Ye's tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Chu Dan was still calling his name, but he couldn't answer him anymore, the strong soreness in his throat choked his voice, blocking the unspeakable pain in his heart.

Red Candle's residual tears flowed bit by bit, time tore flesh and blood, and shattered a residual heart.

Until dawn, Chu Dan finally fell into a deep sleep.The pale sleeping face buried the torment of passing light and shadow, and the jade-like face remained indifferent.

Cang Ye looked at Chu Dan quietly, with sorrow and lingering in his gloomy eyes, the grief could not be shelved.

Gently kissing Chu Dan's lips, Cang Ye got up and walked into the dim sky.Opening the door gently, the dim light and shadow outside the door flowed in, enveloping Cang Ye's lonely figure.

Alone...alone into the dark garden...

Before the night went far, Cang Ye's tears pierced the hope of dawn... Warm tears flowed down, pouring out the desolation of the rest of his life.

Until the morning sun rose, the gleam of the red sun pierced through the thick clouds.

The reddish halo imprinted in Cang Ye's eyes and hit his handsome face. This night, Cang Ye sank into the darkness and welcomed the end of the light.

Slowly stretching out his hand to cover his eyes, Li Guang shone dazzlingly through his five fingers.

Light... what a distant hope that is, a place that he and Chu Dan have never reached.

The outstretched five fingers were clenched in front of the eyes, the sun escaped, and Cang Ye's mouth overflowed with a wry smile—since there is no light, then the heaven will be smashed.Even in the dark night, I still have to give Chu Dan a warm hope. If God refuses to give it, I, Cang Ye, and this butcher knife in my hand... unsheath him...