C2234 Why Not Give It to Me?

The skirt was white, and the blood was red.

The bright red blood scattered on the white skirt, painting red plum blossoms one after another. They were like blood-red cat claws, and there was a hint of sadness in their beauty.

The blood spots in Zhong Wen's eyes seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and they kept closing in until they completely covered his line of sight