Even if he is a madman, Hanshan is still willing to fall in love with him. Except for Huai Lingren, a madman, no one in the world has ever loved her anymore.

When Dou Hanshan thought of this, she immediately cried heartbreakingly, she burst into tears, there is an ancient saying: Freezing three feet, not a day's cold.

"You're my medicine." Holding Hanshan in his arms, Hanshan's dead heart was rekindled in the dry wood fire.

The sleeves wiped away her tears with the placket, and the heart of the cold mountain was mixed.

"If I die one day, I hope you don't forget me." She was originally that sentimental person, washing her face with tears all day long, listening to Huai Lingren say this, which broke Hanshan's liver and intestines.

The thunder outside the inn still rumbled, breaking people's hearts. Dou Hanshan really regrets coming to this world, and since he came, let her persistence leave quietly.

Hanshan's heart has long been festering, and he died forever on the 15-year-old's longing for human sophistication. But she still has several hearts, and there will be other hearts to comfort her when she dies, if one day, Miss Dou no longer has the heart to fill the pain, maybe she will leave Huailingren.

Even so, sometimes they will inexplicably burn and burn, burn others to the point of burning, and sometimes they will want to throw all their hearts into the abyss and die.

may have been numb to the sophistication of human feelings that made Dou Hanshan persist until now. Whether others can't see whether they are happy or worried, there is no need to show it.

Like Li Botai, she felt that she had already swallowed the invisible crane top red. In fact, this invisible poisoning is also a kind of self-destruction.

It's impossible to come back from the dead. It was buried deeply as early as ten years ago, and Li Botai wanted to exchange his departure for the comfort of the Grand Theater, please don't think about it.

It is better to swallow the invisible poison than to live well in this world. Sometimes the spirit needs liberation more than the body.

This invisible poison is brewed over many years, and when you drink it, you don't know anything. At first, he was really tormented, but later he slowly realized that he didn't care about anything anymore, because he knew that he had become one with the sunken earth.

People are tired, they don't want to fight with others or be asked, they just want to be pure alone. If there are too many people, he will be upset and inexplicably melancholy, Li Botai knows that he is only suitable for no one to care about.

He's used to coming over like this for so many years, and there's no need to change anything. His abilities have passed, and he still has not given up other pursuits, except to poison his vision of life with his own hands, knowing that this is also the only way to be liberated, and there is no other.

Sometimes Li Botai is also crying silently, maybe it is not willing to die like this, it can also be reborn or rebuilt, but it knows that I will not repeat the mistakes of the past, and finally decided to let go.

The process of feeling the invisible poison made Li Botai return to his intestines, and on the day he was first sold to the Grand Opera Hall, Botai also tried to think that he could be cured, but in the end it was ruthlessly killed.

At the last moment of its life, it was still persuading Li Botai to live well, and he assured it that it would leave with peace of mind.

Li Botai left the Grand Opera Hall, he was actually very willing to be a servant, but he could no longer bear to be ruthlessly destroyed by the hospitalized master and the servants.

The Grand Theater is good, but it is a pity that people are ruthless, and it is not a place for him to stay.