The bloody massacre ten years ago is no longer mentioned, and no one cares whether the two children are dead or alive.
What is the saddest thing in this world?
"If you want to save me, just kill me..."
Under the peach blossom tree, she looked at him seriously, without any provocation in her words, as if that was really what she hoped for.
"Brother... If you can live a comfortable life for one day, I should be happy even if I go to hell."
Looking at the woman kneeling next to him, he felt that maybe it would have been better for him and his sister to follow their parents back then than they were now.
"If you insist on being with that woman, you will no longer be the young master of Xijian Tower from now on!"
In the white building, he bowed three times and sang the Moon Sword in his hand. From then on, he never looked back.
Whose blood dyed the sunset slope red that year? If I had another chance, if I could forget all this...