Mu-gongzi , today is the anniversary of your death. On this day every year, I would prepare a pot of wine and unmovingly sit in front of your grave for a while.
This is already a custom.
Similarly, meeting the man you deeply loved is also a custom.
But both of us tacitly never communicate.
He hates me for killing you. Little does he know that I also hate him——hate him for letting you protect him, and hate him for not being engulfed by the pain that I’m suffering, and will continue to suffer for the rest of my life.
Inevitably, there will be people who are like this. In other people’s eyes, he was obviously the most fortunate person, but only he thought that he was the most unfortunate person in the world.
He thought that he had lost his most beloved person, but he didn’t know that someone had it worse than him. Someone who can’t even obtain it, so what else could he lose?
However, I want to speak to him today.
“This wine is known as “XiaoYao”. It is said that after drinking it, you can feel happy and all your troubles will be gone. Do you want to take a drink?” I raised the wine pot and asked him.
“Have you drunk it?” He rhetorically asked me.
“Of course.” I poured a mouthful of it down my throat, the drink flowed down my neck and down to my clothes.
“Then no need.” He said in this way, “You’ve drunk it all, it can be seen that this wine is useless.”
I was stunned, but I laughed out loud when I came back to my senses. I originally thought that I hid my thoughts very well, but I couldn’t even hide it from a stranger.
What about you Mu-gongzi, were you aware?
Do you know there’s a man named Lu Yingfan, who immeasurably loves you?
When I was seven years old, I came out of a ten-thousand-people cave. I was the only one left from everyone who entered.
The leader told me that as an assassin, you may not necessarily have superb swordsmanship, and you also can’t necessarily have a thousand enemies. Only one thing must be remembered: you must be ruthless and don’t love.
He said, every assassin is his own sword. Where the sword light points at, there must be blood splashing three feet away.
And if you hesitate one day, you’ll be stagnant. This sword won’t be sharp anymore and it’s not necessary to exist anymore.
I’ve seen the most charming dancers in the brothel, I have also seen the most graceful woman of Serbia, and they all never made me waver a bit. However, I never thought that I would willingly fall because of a flower handed to me by a person.
I came up with various reasons why I will fall in love with you. Finally, I discovered that there was simply no reason at all.
Because some people, once you meet them, you’re immediately doomed to eternal damnation.
For example, you are to me; another example, Luo Shaoxuan is to you. In this world, the word “love”, is something that people will never be able to do anything about.
I drank the wine in the pot and recklessly laughed, “Luo Shaoxuan, you can beat me to anything, but there’s one point where you will always be outdone by me.”
“What?” He asked me, his eyes were calm without a ripple.
“I can finally go find him. And you, nevertheless, still need to keep your promise to him and continue living well······” As I speak, my eyes express my smugness.
“This wine is poisonous?” His expression slightly changed, then he at once figured out the entire process of this development.
“Where to look for happiness(Xiao Yao), where is there real happiness(Xiao Yao)? Except for the Yellow Springs.” I laughed with tears flowing down my face, “Luo Shaoxuan, this Yinhen sword, he didn’t want it. In that case, after I die, I want you to break it for me, okay? There’s no need for it to exist anyway.”
The poisoned blood flowed down from the corner of my lips. In the midst of the hazy consciousness, I finally saw you again.
In your palm is that pure white jasmine flower, and a flowery smile on your face, “Lu Yingfan, can you teach me how to practice the sword?”
“Okay.” I responded with a smile.
Out of countless people, I met you. For you, I’m just a passer-by, but you completely became my life.
Mu-gongzi , today is the anniversary of your death. On this day every year, I would prepare a pot of wine and unmovingly sit in front of your grave for a while.
This is already a custom.
Similarly, meeting the man you deeply loved is also a custom.
But both of us tacitly never communicate.
He hates me for killing you. Little does he know that I also hate him——hate him for letting you protect him, and hate him for not being engulfed by the pain that I’m suffering, and will continue to suffer for the rest of my life.
Inevitably, there will be people who are like this. In other people’s eyes, he was obviously the most fortunate person, but only he thought that he was the most unfortunate person in the world.
He thought that he had lost his most beloved person, but he didn’t know that someone had it worse than him. Someone who can’t even obtain it, so what else could he lose?
However, I want to speak to him today.
“This wine is known as “XiaoYao”. It is said that after drinking it, you can feel happy and all your troubles will be gone. Do you want to take a drink?” I raised the wine pot and asked him.
“Have you drunk it?” He rhetorically asked me.
“Of course.” I poured a mouthful of it down my throat, the drink flowed down my neck and down to my clothes.
“Then no need.” He said in this way, “You’ve drunk it all, it can be seen that this wine is useless.”
I was stunned, but I laughed out loud when I came back to my senses. I originally thought that I hid my thoughts very well, but I couldn’t even hide it from a stranger.
What about you Mu-gongzi, were you aware?
Do you know there’s a man named Lu Yingfan, who immeasurably loves you?
When I was seven years old, I came out of a ten-thousand-people cave. I was the only one left from everyone who entered.
The leader told me that as an assassin, you may not necessarily have superb swordsmanship, and you also can’t necessarily have a thousand enemies. Only one thing must be remembered: you must be ruthless and don’t love.
He said, every assassin is his own sword. Where the sword light points at, there must be blood splashing three feet away.
And if you hesitate one day, you’ll be stagnant. This sword won’t be sharp anymore and it’s not necessary to exist anymore.
I’ve seen the most charming dancers in the brothel, I have also seen the most graceful woman of Serbia, and they all never made me waver a bit. However, I never thought that I would willingly fall because of a flower handed to me by a person.
I came up with various reasons why I will fall in love with you. Finally, I discovered that there was simply no reason at all.
Because some people, once you meet them, you’re immediately doomed to eternal damnation.
For example, you are to me; another example, Luo Shaoxuan is to you. In this world, the word “love”, is something that people will never be able to do anything about.
I drank the wine in the pot and recklessly laughed, “Luo Shaoxuan, you can beat me to anything, but there’s one point where you will always be outdone by me.”
“What?” He asked me, his eyes were calm without a ripple.
“I can finally go find him. And you, nevertheless, still need to keep your promise to him and continue living well······” As I speak, my eyes express my smugness.
“This wine is poisonous?” His expression slightly changed, then he at once figured out the entire process of this development.
“Where to look for happiness(Xiao Yao), where is there real happiness(Xiao Yao)? Except for the Yellow Springs.” I laughed with tears flowing down my face, “Luo Shaoxuan, this Yinhen sword, he didn’t want it. In that case, after I die, I want you to break it for me, okay? There’s no need for it to exist anyway.”
The poisoned blood flowed down from the corner of my lips. In the midst of the hazy consciousness, I finally saw you again.
In your palm is that pure white jasmine flower, and a flowery smile on your face, “Lu Yingfan, can you teach me how to practice the sword?”
“Okay.” I responded with a smile.
Out of countless people, I met you. For you, I’m just a passer-by, but you completely became my life.
