A beautiful, strong story again. Complete.
There is no greater pain than loving someone who doesn’t know how to cherish love. If only there were a medicine that could make me forget love forever. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?
He comes from the Wu family, which has passed down a certain “forget-your-sorrows medicine” for generations.
Its ingredients are the blood of a clan member and a dagger made by one’s parents.
After taking the medicine, all love and hate are wiped away. The only meaning left in life is to find a member of the opposite sex and have children,
so the recipe can outlive humanity’s limited lifespan. Then, before one’s descendants, one must use the very dagger with which the medicine was made to take one’s own life,
offering one’s descendants a final lesson, steeped in blood, with one’s life.
Who could have known that even after taking the forget-your-sorrows medicine, his sorrowful, sordid love for Gu Qingliu would remain?
Only much later did he realize that I had lost something
something unnecessary, something that kept him from experiencing the love of ordinary people.
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