The Orchid's Lament

"Has any general throughout history ever died peacefully in bed?" The young general gazed at the blue sky outside the window, lost in thought.

"Of course. Why not step away while you still can? Why keep throwing yourself into it, working so hard for no reward?"

Su Wang gently put down his brush and set the finished calligraphy out in the sun to dry.

"But... once you've grown attached to it all, you can't get out."

The young general turned to look directly at Su Wang.

"Then you're the one who can't let go. No one else can help you."

Su Wang spoke calmly, his expression completely unruffled.

"Don't you have any feelings? I'm your only friend, after all. Could you at least show a little concern for me?" The young general pretended to be annoyed and reached out to tickle Su Wang.

"Tch, quit it. You'll mess up my clothes. Are you going to wash them?" Su Wang sighed helplessly, thinking that this friend really was too immature. After spending so much time with him, how had he not changed at all...

I don't write synopses or outlines. I'll write whatever I feel like.

Logic matters, so there won't be any plot holes. Incoherent logic is so frustrating, I can't keep reading. If I leave any loose ends, I'll tie them up.

No landmines, boring, pointless.

It may stray from Heavenly Principles, but it shouldn't be too obvious here.

Some of the names were chosen by my best friend.

Theme: A bond formed at the beginning.