A tear welled up in the corner of my eye, gently kissing Yu Longting's collarbone.
Yu Longting discarded the iron bar, his forehead covered with bulging veins. He pushed me against the headboard roughly yet gently, allowing me to kiss his collarbone.
Gradually, he lowered his head and buried his face in my hair, sniffing gently, "Your hair's fragrance can... can help me control my emotions."
"In front of me, you don't need to control yourself. I will never be afraid of you, no matter what you do."
"Wanwan, Wanwan... I want Lin Gang along with his soul... to be utterly annihilated, never to be reborn in cycle after cycle, hiss~"
His hoarse voice conveyed his agony with a snake-like hiss.
Black snakes continued to emerge from his wide-open sleeves, transformed from his inner demons.
Influenced by his breath, they patrolled around him warily.
This was a tragedy.
No one could bear the insult to their own mother.
