I've been waiting for someone. A man. His name is Guan Zhongqing. Before he left, he said, "Wait for me. In the autumn ten years later, I will come back after I have taken my revenge."
In this world, the most reliable sword is the most unreliable man's promise. I waited for him for eleven years. In the twelfth year, I married a doctor. His good friend was named Gu Ximing.
He rushed back after hearing the news. He asked me why, but I didn't answer and just started kissing him.
Then, my sword pierced his chest. Blood spurted out in panic, just like the look in my eyes.
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