The End of Path of Regrets Chapter 376

That is the flower that blooms brilliantly in the dark night.

Dark, damp, and full of gorgeous darkness, it seems to be the enchantment from hell, and it also seems to be the sigh from heaven. In the empty silence, it blooms comfortably and freely, the petals are as deep as ink, but the rhizome is a tender green that symbolizes life.

As the darkness eroded, it gradually fell silent.

Have you ever loved someone deeply?

For that person, willing to abandon all his pride, step on his dignity and crawl on the ground, only wishing him to look at you...even if it was just a glance, dedicated, engrossed, in his eyes, except for the reflection of you. There is no second person anymore.