On the mountain, an ancient temple lit by a single lamp.
At its foot, the mundane affairs of the mortal world.
You have either a status or a story. You have one of the two! I have neither, but that is hardly a good thing.
Though I scorn the schemes and power plays of the jianghu, I never imagined I would inevitably become entangled in them.
In the end, I chose not to see you again. Perhaps my mind was made up, and I had already decided to leave.
I thought that from then on, our paths would never cross again, but I never expected us to meet once more in another way! Everyone tells me how wonderful you are, but I know you are no longer the person you were back then. I am still the same person I was, and sadly, I am still just me.
If only I could be like you! If I could destroy not just a person, but their very resolve, how wonderful that would be.
[Announcement] This book was first drafted in 2016 under the title Blood Rain Falls. It was resumed on December 31, 2017, and renamed Jianghu, Let Us Forget Each Other. It was revised on October 5, 2020.
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