“Originally, I wouldn’t have said that…” Gu Yin said, but his voice was very soft and Nan Yin didn’t hear him clearly.
“What?” she asked.
"It's alright, as long as you like it." Gu Yin smiled faintly, and Nan Yin smiled back. Under the peach blossom tree, the man and woman smiled at each other, a perfect match made in heaven.
This hairpin… it was worth the gift. Gu Yin suppressed his emotions. He had been carving it for several lifetimes, and in this life, he had finally given it away. If Nan Yin had seen it sooner, she would have seen that when he carved this hairpin in his first life, his hands, with their distinct knuckles, were covered in scars. If she had seen it sooner, she would have seen that he couldn't even hold a teacup steadily while carving a hairpin to his satisfaction. If she had seen it sooner, she would have seen that for several days in a row, his hands, hidden under his sleeves, trembled slightly.
Nan Yin... If one day you find out what he did, could you look at him? Could you ask yourself, what place does Gu Yin really hold in your heart?
Mid-July
The imperial edict landed at the General's Mansion.
Nan Yin, daughter of General Nan Xiaoming, is intelligent and virtuous, a woman of noble birth and outstanding talent. She is bestowed the title of Consort.
Gu Yin stood in his study, on which sat a portrait of Nan Yin. In the painting, Nan Yin was riding a horse, unrestrained and elegant, her fiery red dress the most eye-catching cinnabar.
"Young master, the palace staff have come to escort the young lady to the palace," the servant outside said as he entered.
Gu Yin looked outside, wondering why things just couldn't be changed.
Gu Yin simply responded with a soft "Hmm." Hmm? Just one "Hmm"? He made no other move.
"Young master, the carriage is about to leave," the servant said.
“If I go out, it will be troublesome…” Gu Yin said.
But...not going out? He...couldn't do it! Why? Why couldn't he change anything no matter what he did?! He wanted to be selfish! For the first time, Gu Yin lost his composure; he ran outside, just to see her, please?
When Gu Yin arrived at the door, Nan Yin was just about to get into the carriage when a white figure entered her field of vision.
Nan Yin stared blankly at the man who was slightly out of breath. He was like a banished immortal, as clean and aloof as moonlight, yet gentle.
Gu Yin walked up to Nan Yin and noticed that... Nan Yin was wearing the hairpin he had given her today.
“The hairpin is very pretty,” Gu Yin said.
"Yes, it looks very nice." Nan Yin became more composed; she finally looked like an adult.
"Yin'er..." Gu Yin called her. Nan Yin looked at him, but Gu Yin's question, "Can you not leave?" remained stuck in his throat.
"I'm leaving, Gu Yin," Nan Yin's voice interrupted his thoughts.
Gu Yin wanted to speak, but he couldn't utter a word. He could only look at her. Nan Yin didn't have much time left. An Xin helped her into the carriage. Gu Yin didn't know what he was thinking. He took Nan Yin's hand.
Perhaps the movement was too sudden, Nan Yin lost her balance, and the hairpin in her hair fell to the ground... and broke...
Both of them stared at the broken hairpin, remaining silent for a long time. Finally, Nan Yin broke free from Gu Yin's grasp and said, "I'm leaving. That's it." Nan Yin then entered the carriage.
Gu Yin stood there, muttering to himself, looking at the broken hairpin on the ground. He was like a child who had made a mistake, saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
How could it have broken? How could it...?
The carriage slowly drove away, and Gu Yin remained standing in the same spot. He squatted down and picked up the broken hairpin again.
at night
Gu Yin's study was always lit by a dim candlelight. He sat at the table, holding the broken red jade hairpin in his hand. He wanted to repair it, but why were there still missing pieces when they were put back together? Why couldn't they be put back together?
Gu Yin's eyes slowly reddened. Why couldn't it be fixed?
Looking at the hairpin in front of him, Gu Yin stopped what he was doing. It couldn't be repaired; some parts were broken, and no matter how he put it back together, it would still be incomplete. So, are some things really unchangeable? Gu Yin's emotions suddenly spiraled out of control. He abruptly overturned everything on the table; he couldn't hold back any longer.
sorry……
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