But my hand seemed firmly fixed, unable to move a step further. The suffocating feeling, the intense pain, images I had never seen before constantly moving in my mind, but always with these two figures—sorrowful, desperate, happy, painful, and separated.
My head hurt violently, pain that made my heart tremble.
Looking around bewilderedly, I began to regret my childish actions. If I had known, I would have stabbed myself fewer times. I’m truly defeated by myself.
That sorrowful scene seemed frozen, the woman continuously staring at me. Her eyes were so sorrowful, sorrowful to the point of being unbearable, yet with an inexplicable sense of release in their depths.
I fled, as if escaping, without reason, just not wanting to see those sorrowful eyes.
I continued walking at the endless intersection of darkness and light, yet never finding the end I sought. But in my confusion, a voice continuously circled around me.
“Yan’er, I will always be by your side, and I will protect you with my life.” The familiar voice, gentle and soft, was no longer monotonous, but filled with infinite tenderness.
I tried to follow his voice, moving forward slowly, for no particular reason. It seemed this voice had already been wandering in my mind from a previous life. I depended on him unconditionally, even more than I depended on myself.
I struggled forward, moving in the direction of that voice, accompanied by its tenderness. It was as if something deep in my heart had been completely opened.
Chapter Six Training (1)
I didn’t know how long I had walked, when the voice disappeared, or when I fell into a coma.
When I opened my eyes, I only saw that familiar shadow, still devastatingly beautiful, still radiant. The only difference was his face was pale without a trace of blood, his originally delicate face now covered with uneven stubble. This added to the ethereal beauty of his face, bringing a sense of weathered decadence.
Yet his face was so beautiful it was impossible to look away.
“Where’s Fifth? Where’s my mother?” I didn’t ask why he looked so weak. Right now, I only cared about the two people most important to me.
Looking at him eagerly, he still wore his playful, world-weary smile, but now it carried a hint of weakness.
