[The sweetest sweetness vs. the cruelest heartbreak + love and hate + fate’s cruel twists + BE]
He crouched in the snow for three hours, just to kill me.
I opened the window and invited him in for a drink.
That was the first sip of hot wine he had ever tasted.
Later, he betrayed his organization for me, fought his way through a sea of enemies for me, and leapt off a cliff for me.
He thought he was the hunter and I was the prey.
He had no idea I was the one who had laid the trap.
He asked me, “Those words, that wine, that ‘I trust you,’ were they all lies?”
I said, “Yes.”
He snapped his sword in two and threw himself off the cliff.
I thought he would hate me.
But before he jumped, he said:
“Wangshu, if there’s another life, will you come find me again?”
Yes.
I promise.
If not in this life, then the next.
If not in the next, then the one after that.
But he didn’t know that the day he jumped, I died too.
My body kept living, though. I waited eight years, then lived on for another seventy.
#MutualDevotion #HunterAndPrey #IKilledThePersonILoved #TheUltimateBEAesthetic
