When we were eighteen, we promised to graduate and then be together.
A girl devoted two years of her life to me. She was utterly sincere, but I let her down. This debt of love is one I can never repay in this lifetime. Perhaps I should spend my whole life making it up to Yufei for leaving her behind. That flowerlike girl, I would gladly spend my life drunk, watching you in a dream.
Li Molin had never forgotten what he said at Yufei's grave all those years ago. Now, a girl who looked exactly like Yufei stood before him, clutching a dagger and wishing she could kill him. Li Molin found it almost laughable. Yufei, if I hadn't promised you I would live well, how could I have lived alone for all these years? Now that I can die at your hands, I can finally be free. I've missed you for ten years. At last, I can come find you...
Just as the dagger plunged toward Li Molin, Song Xiaoping sprang forward with all her strength and shielded him.
"Thwack!"
"Ah!"
The dagger sank into Song Xiaoping's lower back, and a great gush of blood poured out. And then...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
