Every creature was lonely. Lonely creatures always liked to laugh. When they were alone, they would even want to die. However, they were afraid of pain and did not dare to die. They did not want their friends and family to feel lonely. If you were lonely, it meant that you were not even qualified to make them feel warm in their hearts.
We often rub our hands together in winter because it's cold. Lovers couldn't warm the cold hands of winter. They couldn't bring warmth to the cold hands, but only made them tremble.
The dark night enveloped everything. The lights were extremely dazzling, so that passers-by would not get lost, but they could not let the confused creatures see their own path.
Mogarahan Akatsuki stood on a dry tree branch with his wings folded. When he passed by, he saw Aisin Gioro Jing standing there alone. His lonely figure attracted everyone's pity. However, Mogarahan Dawn chose to remain silent and watch from the side. He knew that if he went, he would only suffer the consequences of his own actions. Although they both hated the world, they were like same-sex magnets, repelling each other and looking down on each other. If one side fell under the other, the other side would stand there indifferently and look at them coldly.
"That fellow is extremely bored!"
Mogarahan Xiao cursed in a low voice. He clasped his hands together, and the disgust in his eyes was mixed with pity.
Looking at Aisin Gioro Jing biting his lip, he inadvertently thought of that sentence: Why do we exist? Why? Mogarahan Xiao did not know why he existed. He had lived here for a long, long time. No matter how he questioned the world, the world would never answer him.
All of a sudden, the sorrow in Aisin Gioro Jing's eyes disappeared completely and was replaced by an endless coldness. It was even more unfathomable. The corners of his mouth curled up into an evil smile as he straightened his wrinkled black windbreaker. He stood up and glanced at Mogarahan Xiao.
"A bastard is a bastard. It can't be changed!”
The languid and loud voice was like a curse that was attached to the ears of Mogarahan Akatsuki. He thought that he could really be numb, but he was still hurt by Aisin Gioro Jing in the same way. Perhaps only Aisin Gioro Jing could hurt him. The others did not seem to have such lethality.
The steel flag appeared on the back of Mogarahan Akatsuki's left hand and quickly swung at Aisin Gioro Jing. The cold light reflected in his purple eyes and cut off a corner of his black windbreaker. He was secretly burning with anger. Mogarahan Akatsuki stepped up his attacks, not giving Aisin Gioro Jing a chance to relax. The more he hated Aisin Gioro Jing's words, the faster Mogarahan Akatsuki was. He turned sideways and counterattacked, increasing his strength as he kicked Aisin Gioro Jing's chest. Blood bloomed beautifully on Mogarahan Akatsuki's white windbreaker, looking enchanting and beautiful.
"Bastard, you shouldn't exist!"
"You have no right to criticize my existence!”
Furious eyes, furious kicks, and furious tone. Mogarahan Dawn would not allow anyone to criticize his existence. Even if it was his father or his mother, Mogarahan Dawn would remain silent. Even if his parents were lying under him, Mogarahan Xiao thought that he would still be numb and indifferent.
"Mm-hm!"
Aisin Gioro Jing took off his black windbreaker, leaving only his black undergarments. His well-defined outline was perfectly outlined, his perfect face, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his cynical expression, and his moodiness.
"This king hates you, Mojirahan Xiao. The world is so big. This King has the wings that represent freedom, but I can't feel the aura of freedom. Why is This King so lonely?”
Aisin Gioro Jing staggered in front of Mogarahan Akatsuki and spread his arms. His last sentence was filled with deep sorrow, and he was a pitiful and pessimistic child.
Mogarahan Xiao was stunned…
Lalal (*^__^*)
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