Fujiwara Ize is the perfect combination of a demon and an angel.
Under the angelic face, there's a filthy heart!
"Am I twisted? Ha, what I'm doing, isn't it because you forced me to! Mo Ran, I can support you, provide for you, give you everything beautiful. But why don't you recognize what's good for you? Why resist me?"
He grabbed her chin, "If you don't resist me, I'll treat you well. Why don't you want a good life? Why do you seek death, asking for trouble? As long as you're with me, I can satisfy all your needs."
Mo Ran didn't answer him; he wouldn't understand.
When your eternal love is gone, when your heart is dead, do you think there's any meaning in life?
No, her heart was already a pool of dead water, she would never find joy in life again.
Since death is inevitable, does the manner of death matter?
In the end, it's all death...
Mo Ran gradually let go of his hand, under Fujiwara Ize's deep gaze, she turned around, forcing herself to face the snakes and rats inside.
