Both of them exchanged looks and rushed towards the direction of the bathroom at the same time.
The bathtub was brimming with water, boiling eagerly as if it was being heated, with ripples spreading out in concentric circles on the surface.
"Look, Xiangyang."
Xu Xiangyang heard her softly speaking, like a person talking in their sleep.
"Your blood and mine... are now mixed together."
The water tinged with the blood of the two of them rippled in the bathtub, spilling onto the floor and the walls, faint shades of crimson everywhere.
It sounded somewhat strangely romantic.
This thought had just surfaced when Xu Xiangyang's expression became quite strange for a moment; he couldn't help but scratch his head, questioning whether his thoughts had been led astray by the girl.
"Splash!"
