It was pouring rain at night in the Imperial Garden. She squatted in the mud, pressed her fingertips on the secret guard's bleeding wound, and said in a cold and hard tone: "Follow me, or die."
He lowered his eyes due to serious injury, his hand holding the blade slightly loosened, and his voice was filled with cold mist: "You want to use me?"
"Yes."
She raised her eyes, completely unabashed.
At that moment, there was only frozen indifference and mechanical obedience in his eyes.
Until later.
"You... Do you just want to use me?"
The hands hanging by his sides tightened again and again, and his eyes were dark and difficult to distinguish, hiding emotions that even he did not dare to touch.
She was slightly startled and raised her eyes in confusion.
"What if?"
She smiled lightly and her tone was normal.
He was silent for a long time, and finally turned around and retreated into the boundless darkness, his knuckles clenched until they turned white.
But he slowly let go of it helplessly.
She never saw that the tips of his ears were already red.
That was what he had hidden for thousands of times and finally dared to reveal even half a sentence.
Intention: To illuminate each other with a faint light, to stay together in desperate situations, and to achieve perfection in the world