An Yuan'er recalled the letter he wrote to An Huishou before he left, wondering if his brother had understood it.
Mo Ran lowered her head and said softly, "Nothing happened. After all these years, I've long since come to terms with it. Actually, we don't necessarily have to be together. I can be the younger sister to you and the older sister to you. Being family is a good choice too."
"Sister-in-law, it feels like a term from a dream."
An Yuan'er felt increasingly uneasy as she listened.
"Lin Moran, wake up! I don't need another sister. You can be family even if you don't become my sister," An Yuan'er said excitedly.
Mo Ran usually agreed with An Yuan'er, but this time, she didn't.
She looked away and said helplessly, "Xiao Yuan'er, forced love is never sweet, and in fact, it's very sour. You may not know this because you rarely go home, but Han Yuanyuan will be 13 next month, and Lord An intends to arrange a marriage between Hui Shou and the Han family."
An Yuan'er almost jumped off the bed: "How could this happen? Father is confused."
“Silly Yuan’er, is Hui Shou a man without his own opinions? If he weren’t willing, Lord An wouldn’t have made the decision for him so rashly. He has always made things clear between us and never given me any false hope.”
"My wishful thinking should end."
Over the past three days, Lin Moran has managed to adjust himself very well.
She didn't cry or wail; even without love, Lin Moran could still live a beautiful life.
Lin Moran had intended to tell An Yuan'er later, but since the matter had come to this point, he didn't hide anything: "Yuan'er, the Western Kingdom of Xilan, in alliance with bandits, has been frequently harassing the borders of my Tiansheng Kingdom. I have already applied to Father to volunteer to go and eliminate the bandits. Father has already agreed."
An Yuan'er gripped Lin Moran's hand tightly, tears welling in her eyes: "Moran, fighting is so dangerous, don't, don't go."
Lin Moran patted An Yuan'er's back reassuringly: "Little Yuan'er, this has always been my dream. You won't stop me, right?"
An Yuan'er knew that Mo Ran was never an ordinary young lady; her heart was far away on the battlefield, in a wider world, not in this corner of the world.
An Yuan'er kept inhaling and didn't say anything.
Lin Moran sighed, "I'll be back safely. Don't worry, silly girl."
An Yuan'er asked with difficulty, "When are you leaving?"
"Three days later."
"Why didn't you tell me sooner? Why the rush?"
"I told you sooner, so you wouldn't be sad for a few more days. Xiao Yuan'er, actually I'm very happy. I can finally fulfill my long-cherished wish to go into battle and kill the enemy. Be happy for me."
That night, An Yuan'er seemed to understand many things overnight.
It turns out that some people and some things, no matter how hard you try, you can't keep them. Feelings are the most irrational thing; their arising and ceasing are never up to you.
What she wanted to grasp, she could never hold onto.
She never expected that her brother and Mo Ran's relationship would end so tragically.
Before they even began, some feelings died in the womb. Mo Ran was a proud girl; she withdrew her feelings from An Huishou and reserved them for the battlefield where she was needed more.
An Yuan'er cried secretly; she was crying for her brother.
I feel sorry for my brother; he really lost the favor of a good girl.
It turns out that childhood friendships don't always last a lifetime; what they face as they grow up are more tests.
"Xiao Yuan'er, can you do the things I couldn't do for me?"
An Yuan'er nodded through her tears.
Hopefully, her youthful affections and aspirations will not lead to tragedy.
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