Deep in the smoke at the border, he picked up a child with golden eyes from a pile of corpses, named him Du, raised him by his side, taught him poetry, calligraphy and swordsmanship, and protected him with candlelight throughout the night. In the spring and autumn of eight years, the young man was timid and fell in love. A word of "like" crushed the division between master and disciple. In the honey-colored dusk, the fragrance of osmanthus bloomed with the first sweetness of this life.
But the child is not an orphan living in the world - he is the prince of the demon world, and the cinnabar on his forehead is the blood mark of sacrifice. Under the docile appearance, there is a thousand-year curse that uses love as bait. When he met again, his eyes were covered with red silk, and his body was covered with wedding clothes. The person he used to protect with his palms had already pressed his sharp teeth against the side of his neck.
The family and country were overturned by a piece of guilt. Xie Xuan used the poison sewn into his armor to spend the rest of his life, leaving a sentence: "The only one I love from the beginning to the end is Xie Du." The young man dug two holes in the grass in the abandoned garden and buried them together. He chewed half of the remaining poison into pieces and lay them side by side in the loess. The only thing left on the tomb stone was a blood note: We have not shared the quilt in life, but we will seek the same hole in death.
Wherever the wind blows, the wild flowers sway like the light blue of an old shirt, just like the first branch of spring he broke off for him that year.
——The most painful fulfillment in the world is not life and death, but the calamity that you raised with your own hands and ended up being the one who closed your eyes for you.
Purpose: True love is never tainted by lies, nor ends by death - it is only loyal to the person you raised, not to any identity or bargaining chip behind him. Xie Xuan told Xie Du with his life: What I have made perfect is not the king of the demon clan, but the child who saw the word "Du" on the scrap paper and was taken home by me.