She had not eaten for three days in the well, and her whole body was covered with dirt, rain, and dew. She held the jade pendant tightly in her hand because her mother said that someone would eventually come to save her. Except for that person, the words of others could not be believed.
She huddled at the bottom of the well, holding the jade pendant in one hand and tightly clutching the poisonous needle her father had taught her to use in the other, waiting with despair.
A thief king heard that there was gold and silver jewelry at the bottom of the well, and was killed on the spot by a poisonous injection from her. A thief killer was curious about the secrets of this dilapidated palace. She covered her mouth and nose tightly for fear of being discovered by her breathing.
Until the young man dressed in black and wearing a white jade hairband appeared in front of him.
"You don't have to be afraid. Master ordered me to come here. With me here, no one will dare to hurt you anymore. I will take you up right now."
She shrank back and put her two little hands behind her back, but I - very dirty.
He smiled and said, "It's okay. When Master met me, I was dirtier than you."
He held her hand tightly, even though he knew that he might never be able to hold her hands tightly in this life.
You are like the fallen pear blossom, just the newborn moonlight.
You are the only remaining light in the endless darkness.
You are the best assassin in the world, a villain who is reviled by others, and also a hero.
You are everything, but I know that you are just the boy who held me in my arms when I was desperate.