"It seems I was too presumptuous with you before."
"before?"
Have we met before?
"Could you tell me what happened before?"
"Come back with me first."
"you tell me."
Eager to find the answer, I kept tugging at his sleeve, completely unaware that the black-clad man behind me, who had been dead, suddenly stood up unsteadily.
I saw Ye Lisheng pull me hard, and I fell into his arms.
And I clearly heard the sound of the sword piercing my flesh.
Ye Lisheng kicked the sword on the ground into the black-clad man's arms, and only felt relieved when he was sure the man was on the ground.
His body swayed and fell onto the yellow sand.
The bright red blood stained a large patch of white on her chest, as alluring as the red spider lily blooming in hell.
Blood kept gushing out like water, and I frantically tried to stop it with my hands, but the blood had already stained my hands red, and it still wouldn't stop.
Fear, terror, and self-blame all rushed out at once.
Tears streamed down like beads from a broken string.
The lights went out, you left, and I can never find you again. Our meeting was ultimately just a fleeting dream. Where can I look for you now?
Sunlight filters through the dappled branches, falling on your hair; I think that's me thinking of you.
"I lost my favorite okra!"
These words kept replaying in my mind.
I think we really did know each other before, and I loved him very much, and he loved me very much too.
"Ye Lisheng, how are you?"
"Please, please don't let anything happen to you!"
I prayed like this.
He swayed and used all his strength to lift his head, trying to wipe away the tears on my face, and said weakly, "Don't cry, your crying will only make my wounds hurt more!"
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