The young lady walked over slowly. The spider lilies beneath her feet bloomed furiously as her fair hand reached out and she smiled. "I'm you. Qin Yi, come, follow me."
Qin Yi's phoenix eyes were icy. "Follow you?"
The young lady did not put her hand down. Her red dress was swaying and dancing in the wind. "Follow me. We belong to the darkness; we belong to each other."
Qin Yi was stunned and suddenly chuckled. Big droplets of tears started to flow and splashed on the red flowers, setting off a bright red color.
The young lady's blood-red pupils were locked onto Qin Yi. Her phoenix eyes were beautiful, and Qin Yi felt at ease. That's right, she belonged to the darkness. Sunshine wasn't for her. She shouldn't expect too much.
The young lady's lips curved into a smile. Her phoenix eyes were burning, and her flamboyant dress was very attractive. Is this where she belonged?
