‘Do you really want to die?‘
’What’s the difference? There’s nothing else to do if I live, I’m so bored.‘
’Maybe… Think about it, Junxu, you’ve never killed anyone before. Junxu, listen to me, we’re good friends, right? Maybe, you’ll change your mind tomorrow, you…‘
’Killing someone changes your state of mind. With blood on your hands, I can’t live a peaceful life with my parents. It doesn’t matter now. Tomorrow, I will try. I will try to get up tomorrow morning, just like everyone else, and accept that birth, ageing, sickness and death are part of life. I will cry bitterly at my parents‘ memorial tablets, then stick my chin up and live on with strength, searching for my own happiness.
’Yi, little Yi, I tried, but I can’t. I can’t forget how they loved me, the look in Li Shuliang’s eyes when he turned his head, the anger of Xiao, Qi, Bai and Huang.’
‘Junxu, maybe they don’t want you to go and die right now. Li Shuliang didn’t say anything, but he definitely doesn’t want you to go either.‘
’…
‘Junxu… Are you really going to do filial piety and then righteousness? It’s the wrong era!’
Junxu laughed
‘I’m pedantic.’
“Junxu, let’s go see a psychiatrist tomorrow.’
Junxu laughed and got up, walking towards the door on his own. Zouyi shouted after him
‘Junxu! I’ll be waiting for you tomorrow!’
Junxu let out a laugh, waved without turning around, and pushed the door open.
Zouyi sat there in a daze. The door on the inside of the café opened, and a tall, handsome, cold-faced man walked out, sat across from Zouyi, and gently took her hand. Zouyi looked up sharply and stared at him for a long time
‘Zhu Ying, I beg you for something.‘
The man placed Zou Yi’s hand by his lips and kissed it, smiling faintly.
’You know I can’t agree to this.‘
’Zhu Ying!!!‘
The man quietly stared at the woman with a scowl on her face until her expression became sad and her lips trembled.
’Xu is the last person from my class, and she is also my best friend. Can you…‘
’My dear, she came to me, not the other way around… If you let me stand there and let her kill me, my chances of survival are slim. Even if you don’t love me, you will love the child, right? You and I both know how an orphan without parents lives.‘
Zou Yi fell softly onto the sofa and covered her face. The man sighed and went over to hug her.
’Don’t be like this, it’s all in the past.‘
’I betrayed them…‘
’Xiao Yi, don’t be like this, at the time we didn’t know that our two factions would fight to the death.’
‘I didn’t turn back… I killed someone.‘
’Who hasn’t killed someone in the underworld, and who hasn’t been hunted down? This is our life, don’t think too much about it.‘
Zou Yi cried bitterly
’Xu is the last one, let her go, she hasn’t killed anyone! She’s been good to me, Zhu Ying, I beg you, I beg you, I don’t want her to know, it was me! I betrayed everyone.’
Zhu Ying hugged his suffering lover, speechless. His eyes fell on the chair where Jun Xu had just sat, and he sighed inwardly. Zou Yi, this woman has long known it was you. Do you still remember someone saying unintentionally that the drink you mixed should be called the Goddess of Cyprus?
That woman is quietly smiling in the sunlight and shadows
“Everyone will fight for their own happiness. Everyone is selfish. No matter who it is, they can be cruel sometimes, it’s just a matter of whether it’s obvious or not. This is such an ordinary thing, what’s so special about bringing it up?’
Zou Yi, your master. This young apprentice, whose reputation had soared at the time, was not just a swordsman who had combined the essence of China and Japan. Her head was not given to her.
It was just that she had an incomprehensible kindness that stubbornly refused to assimilate with the world. It was as if the sharpest blade, as dazzling and gorgeous as it was, was also fragile and easily broken. Such a person is destined to die. Why do you have to suffer for her?