Bro, I really thought this was going to be a really sad bl 😭

BAI MING I NEVER HATE YOU✋️😭

This story is a piece of me now, I will never see onions the same way, I will never see blonde and black the same way.

Seeing my babies happy is cozy...😓

My G**, how, how, HOW can they be so amazing and perfect for each other? I hope they die together of old age😭

 NOW I LIVE FOR THEM 😭😭😭

I will never be able to look at onions the same way again.

 Now, what do I do now? I need more happy moments from them, moments we almost didn't have

This chapter was so clear, with such bright colors as if the artist wanted to say that "the storm had passed."

The way the author described how deep he is sinking is so... I don't know...