The Tribulation of the Mortal World

I remembered what Mother suddenly said to me on the night before she died.

“Wuer, from now on, take good care of yourself. Never leave the village.”

I knew what Mother meant: don’t leave the village, don’t meet that person, don’t fall in love. Live an ordinary, uneventful life.

My fate forbids me from knowing love or feeling passion.

The moment I fall in love, my tribulation begins.

Mother named me Wuer.

It means loveless and unfeeling.

But Mother,

It turns out that what is destined to happen will happen: even if you don’t go looking for someone, they will find you.