I looked up and re-examined the man before me. Perhaps he could help me leave here. Perhaps he would be the turning point of my life.
He seemed to notice my gaze and looked at me frankly: “Remember my name is Wei Luo. We will meet again!” He said this, smiled faintly at me, then turned and left.
I stared blankly at his retreating figure.
Looking at his back, my heart, which had originally held no hope, suddenly had a glimmer of hope. Perhaps he could truly help me leave this place. Perhaps I could escape.
I looked dazed at the flowers I had planted together.
Slowly bending down, I began to pull them out one by one. These precious flowers and plants did not belong here and should not waste away with me. Just as I did not belong, they should not suffer here with me.
Just like me, even in modern times, no matter how bad things were, I had Xin, I had my work, I had colleagues. But here I had nothing, not even freedom. I was like these flowers forcibly planted together, barely sustaining my life. If that’s the case, I might as well disappear from this world.
I was frantically pulling out the flowers and grass I had planted for over a year. Not sparing a single one.
Every day, I stared at the wall already filled with most of a character, wasting away day after day, with more characters on the wall and deeper despair in my heart.
In the days that followed, I could only hope each day that the man named Wei Luo would appear quickly. I pinned all my hopes on him. My freedom, my hope, my life—
But that man had disappeared since that day, without a trace of news.
The days that once held hope began to slowly turn to despair. Perhaps everything was just my ridiculous fantasy. That man was merely a stranger who accidentally intruded here, just an intruder. And I had actually bet my fate on him. How laughable.
“Miss, the King has asked me to bring you over, saying to meet an old acquaintance!” Just as I was lost in wild thoughts, the servant I had always thought was mute finally spoke, respectfully addressing me.
Though she called me “miss”, her tone was extremely deferential, which made me feel somewhat overwhelmed.
