"But you have to live!" In the rain, Yu Xiaohe's roar rang especially clear, and for a moment the sound of the rain stopped. The two watched as the Brocade Guards searching for them drew closer. What could they possibly do in the little time they had left?
"But..."
"No buts! Mo Xiangyi, listen to me! You have to live, and avenge your family and your elder sister!" Yu Xiaohe gripped the sobbing Mo Xiangyi tightly.
"What about you? I don't want you to leave me too! My sister is gone... You can't be gone too..." Mo Xiangyi's cries were drowned out by the downpour as he clung tightly to Xiaohe's hand.
"A Lan... This is as far as I can go with you. You'll have to walk the rest of the way by yourself. Don't cry! Do you hear me?" As he spoke, Yu Xiaohe's own tears began to fall uncontrollably. "You have to live..."
He turned and ran, leading the Brocade Guards to the nearby cliff before leaping off it himself. Hidden behind a tree, Mo Xiangyi clamped a hand over his mouth and watched helplessly as he jumped. Could this be the day they were destined to part forever?
(Eight years later...)
"How much longer are you going to keep pretending, Liu Xiaosheng? Ah, no, I should say Yu Xiaohe." Mo Xiangyi enunciated the name "Xiaohe" with icy contempt as he looked at the "Xiaosheng" before him.
"Oh, Mo Xiangyi, Mo Xiangyi, let's not joke around..."
"My master told me everything. Stop pretending." Mo Xiangyi remained cold and curt.
Seeing that things had come to this, Yu Xiaohe said, "I was hoping I could spend a few more days with you. Since it has come to this, I won't say much. A father's debts are paid by his son. You know the rules of the martial world. Make it quick."
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Well written!!! Big cheers for the author(?▽?)