"Gu Wangchuan, why should I meet you?"
The carrier pigeon that flew back brought me a message, "Who told you to throw the Liyuan Stone on my pear tree?"
I laughed out loud, took out a piece of paper and wrote: "Then why should I carry it like this? I stepped on your pear tree." Then I held the pigeon to the window and let it fly.
The snow-white doves gradually merged with the distant snow-capped mountains, and I seemed to be able to see him sitting in the tent, holding my letter in his hand, with a slight smile on his face.
"Because you want to meet me."
"When Li Yuan comes out, the world will be in chaos."
I often wonder, if I had stayed at home obediently and not tried to steal the Liyuan Stone, would I not have seen all the dangers in the world, could I have avoided all the misfortune and sadness, and had I deceived myself and others and been naive and heartless, so as not to be like the ghost I am now with white hair and a hundred poisons.
Later, I broke through the Nine Levels of Liyuan Pass on the thousands of miles of frozen snow-capped mountains. I fell on the thick snow at the bottom of Liyuan with blood stains all over my body. When I looked up, I saw snowflakes the color of my hair flying. Joy and sadness were intertwined, mixed with cold and tingling, and spread to all the limbs.
Suddenly he burst out laughing.
I can't hide.
But I was able to take it calmly without saying a word.
Even though I have seen all the dangers in people's hearts in this world and experienced life, separation and death, I am no longer fearful and there is no point.
I guess I at least have you.
At least, I can hold you tightly across thousands of rivers and mountains when the world is in chaos.