“Come back with me. Actually, ever since you left the imperial palace, the imperial brother has been sending people to follow you. Even if Yin Can doesn’t come looking for Shui Zi Wei, you won’t be able to live here much longer. Yan’er, you should come back with me!” Wuhen’s words finally completely shattered my hope.
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Why does each of them not let me find happiness? Why do they all want to take my happiness away from me time and again?
All I want is a home, a person I love. I don’t even hope that the person I love has me in their heart. I just hope I can stay by their side. But each of them wants to take my happiness away from me.
“Go back? Go back where? To the imperial palace? To that human hell? I would rather die than go back there. If you make me go back, then you can prepare to carry my corpse inside!” I said coldly, beginning to hate everyone in my heart. Because I cannot get the happiness I want, then let me never have happiness, let hatred support me.
“But this time, if you don’t come back with me, the person being carried into the palace will be me!” Wuhen’s voice was calm, but I saw unwillingness and hatred in his eyes.
“Then carry a corpse inside! Carry your corpse or my corpse!” A brilliant smile spread across my lips. There is nothing here that I’m attached to. This world was never mine to begin with.
“Carry my corpse into the palace!”
Wuhen looked up at me in a daze. In the past, I would do anything for freedom and survival. Now saying such words, no wonder he was surprised.
“You’ve endured long enough, and I’ve endured long enough. Cang Lian is not a god. He’s just the king of Cang Country. He cannot control everything about us!
“I closed the window blown open by the wind, my tone so calm it had no feeling left.
I’m tired, so tired of living, so tired of struggling…
Wuhen stared at me intently, his eyes seeming to want to see through me. I looked back at him calmly.
