It’s the same New Year, but some families are happy and some are sad
Wenshu stood under the eaves, watching the snowflakes falling, not moving for a long time.
His heart has turned to ice and will not melt even if spring comes
He has nowhere to go, nothing to think about, nothing to do
For so many years, his plans and ideas for the future have all revolved around night. But now, night no longer belongs to him. There is nothing that can fill that huge void.
In the distance, there was the intermittent sound of bamboo firecrackers, and there seemed to be laughter, as well as the smell of hot food.
The only thing accompanying him was the cold wind and snowflakes
At this time, he actually thought of the New Year in previous years. At least during the New Year, Ghost Xuanyuan would be like a real father, not a god of death.
Home is where there are relatives. Although he has severed ties with Xuanyuan ghosts, they are still father and son and cannot be changed.
How is that man doing? Will he feel lonely without him? After all, he is his only son
After the last fight, the bunker never sent anyone to look for him again, and he did find peace.
Ye gave up on him, and Xuanyuan Ghost also gave up on him. He truly became a human being, but felt extremely lonely in his heart.
Is this really good?
He actually missed Xuanyuan Ghost Man, the living god of death
No matter what kind of man Xuanyuan Ghost is, at least he is very good to his son; no matter what he becomes, the only one who cares about him is Xuanyuan Ghost
If Xuanyuan Ghost appeared, he thought he would temporarily forget that he was the God of Death and drink with him under the snowy window to spend the New Year.