They were born only a moment apart, yet their fates seemed to have been decided long ago. Born the older sister, she was left in her parents' care with a single instruction: "You're the big sister. Take good care of your younger sister." Those two words, "big sister," forced her to give up her childhood.
He was born into a family of martial artists, but was abducted by human traffickers when he was young and sold to the Yingluo Pavilion, an assassins' guild. There, he met the two sisters. They looked exactly alike, yet he could always tell them apart. In his eyes, the younger sister was pure and kind, while the older sister was vicious and cruel. There was no way he could mistake them. And yet... that one time, he... was catastrophically wrong... and spent ten years loving the wrong person!
When he finally had the power to destroy the Yingluo Pavilion, he fought his way through the place, drenched in blood. But the person he saw was not the one he wanted to save. At that moment, all he could say was, "Go. The person I came to save wasn't you!"
Only after the older sister died did he learn the truth from the younger one. The person who had always cared for him was her. The one who helped him escape was her, too. She had even indirectly lost her life because of it. But it was all too late. The person who had plotted and schemed was already gone...
Theme: Simply existing is a form of salvation
The articles I have been reading recently seem to include the scene of selling one's body to bury one's father.
I just saw it, Yinyin caught me