Soft Light Reflected on Her Brows

The red sun had just risen, and rosy clouds filled the sky.

Golden Light spilled down, dyeing every mountain flower.

Jiang Ruyi nestled against Lu Ran's side, a trace of admiration in her eyes as she gazed at the beautiful, magnificent sight.

No wonder!

That unfamiliar youth had risked everything just to come here and watch the sunrise.

At least for this brief moment, he could forget that he was trapped in a senseless purgatory.

The rising morning sun finally cleared the mountains and hung fully in the sky.

Within the tranquil sea of flowers, Lu Ran stirred his mind. The Red Silk Thread lifted the puppet and slowly brought him before Lu Ran and Jiang Ruyi.

The Black-Clothed Youth was already weeping uncontrollably.

Fear? Despair?

Or perhaps an attachment to life?

Lu Ran asked, "Why are you crying?"

The Black-Clothed Youth said, "My eyes are dry."

Lu Ran said, "..."

Staring straight at the sun, huh~

And here I was, adding so much drama for you!

A river-grade or lake-grade Qiansi Line could still allow a "puppet" to make a few expressions.

But a sea-grade Qiansi Line did not even permit blinking!

The Black-Clothed Youth's speech was muffled as well. His lips could only tremble faintly and could not close at all.

"What is your name?" Jiang Ruyi asked with a faint smile.

She did not think this was Lu Ran's mistake. She only thought someone had had his plans ruined twice, so he was deliberately punishing him.

Naturally, Lu Ran did not know he had been wronged. At that moment, he listened carefully for the other party's answer.

Yet the Black-Clothed Youth did not answer. He merely muttered indistinctly:

"You have seen the rosy clouds and admired the flowers. Let it end like this."

"You think we wanted