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After the boy fell into a deep sleep, the castle became lifeless again. The roses in the rose garden never bloomed again, and even the crows and bats in the forest became silent a lot.

Hena stood in the corridor almost every day, listening to the angry voice of the adults in the other room. She could do nothing but wait aimlessly with the adults and the boy in the forest.

A young man was sleeping in a black coffin. The black dress was neat without any wrinkles, his face was serene, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised in an arc, as if he was dreaming a sweet dream and would wake up at any time.

The man kissed the young man's lips, crushing them tenderly, reluctant to leave, he let out a sigh from his throat, as if he was facing a disobedient child.

He was very sad, but he couldn't restrain himself from not expecting, even he himself thought it was ridiculous to wait.

But he is willing to hypnotize himself, maybe, one day, his little friend will open his eyes and smile at him.

"Wei... 500 years."

"I miss you very much." The man buried his face in the boy's neck, choking with depression, his voice trembling, "I miss you every day."

Hundreds of years of restraint, endless longing, and extreme sadness collapsed at this moment. He held the boy in his arms, and softly called his partner's name in the coffin where they had spent countless years.

"Wait another 500 years, if you don't wake up..." The corner of the man's mouth curled up into a bitter and crazy smile. He opened his wrist and watched the blood trickle down to the boy's chest, and then slowly seep into it.

"...so what if we destroy this world."

A drop of blood-red tears slipped from the corner of the man's eye and slapped onto the young man's cheek, splashing faint red ripples.

Beautiful but not fresh.

The dull sound of the coffin lid closing didn't disturb the two people who hugged each other quietly.

It was a dream that even the black bats waiting outside the window did not want to disturb.