Forget Each Other

The many intersecting parallel lines in the Three Kingdoms are why I can’t help falling in love with this period of history. The course of life is like riding a horse and losing your way across a snowy plain, then suddenly entering a forest, then suddenly seeing everything clearly. It is these twists and turns, these joys and sorrows, these partings and reunions, that make us remember the ties that bind us.

Destiny is shaped by countless chance events. Meeting is chance, while forming a bond and remembering are inevitable, determined by each person’s nature. Baimen Tower, the three conditions, the lone ride, Huarong Trail: every turning point was chance, yet every outcome was inevitable. For a moment, I can’t think of any other two people in the Three Kingdoms who shared so many vivid encounters. You could say this is fate… Their story needs at least a whole piece of writing to give voice to the sorrow it stirs.

In truth, the two paths racing toward their separate ends nearly crossed once more. But if Wen Yuan had met Yun Chang at Fancheng, what would have happened?

There are no “what ifs.” That final missed meeting lent their story a soft, understated blue, rather than a glaring blood red or a struggle to the death.

Sometimes, for old friends in a foreign land, forgetting is a way of cherishing them. Regret is a kind of eternity.

We are all ordinary people, utterly insignificant in the face of fate. We meet many others at the crossroads of life. No one wants a true farewell, so amid the turmoil of this world, we simply carry on caring for each other a little longer.

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