“Yan’er, I don’t want to forcibly wedge my shadow into your heart. Before, you said I had responsibilities to the world, so I couldn’t love me. In the next life, if I shed these responsibilities, will you love me? Perhaps this is the best ending for me now. You’ve promised me the next life, promised me hope, so my future days will have anticipation. If Yan’er cannot entrust her heart to me in this life, then let me leave!” As he finished speaking, he slowly fell down.
The woman in the blue robe never turned to look at him.
In the moment he fell, the last words from his mouth were: “In the next life, if I’m no longer the king of Cang Country, if I no longer have responsibilities, will Yan’er love me!”
The scene disappeared in an instant.
I sat dazed, the shock in my heart indescribable, the pain unbearable.
Seeing such deep affection, such sadness, my heart began to feel suffocated.
Unable to look away from the face of the man before me, my eyelids slowly closed. In the moment of closing, I saw the desolation and sorrow in Bastel’s eyes, so similar to the man with the silver mask.
“Who are you exactly!” I finally uttered the doubt in my heart at the moment my eyes closed. But my heavy eyelids could no longer wait for his answer.
When I woke up again, the first thing I saw was Weilluo’s beautifully gentle face.
I looked at everything before me in a daze. Everything was beyond what I could bear – shuttling between modern and ancient times, entangled among Shuizi Xiu, Bastel, and the silver-masked man in my dreams. I didn’t know how to face everything now, didn’t know what was real and what was fantasy.
“Yan’er is awake. You’ve been sleeping so deeply!” Weilluo’s lips carried a faint smile, gradually subsiding, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
I was truly exhausted and didn’t want to care about the thoughts in his eyes. The series of images constantly flashing in my mind cut my heart like a knife. No matter how hard I tried to focus on those inexplicable connections, those disconnected memories were like slippery fish, impossible to grasp.
“Yan’er, we’ve left the imperial city. You’ve finally left there!”
