Tan Jiao's Perspective

  I slowly pushed open the cabinet door, it creaked in response, but I didn't care.

  I climbed down from the pile of debris, tears streaming down my face as I crawled. I collapsed onto the attic floor, almost out of breath at that moment.

  I said I wanted to go out, he said then you'd better let me die.

  Then he went and died now.

  I know I'll never be able to forget this man for the rest of my life, his tough yet fragile figure, his upright and quiet demeanor. I crawled back behind that wall, and when I looked out through the hole again, just in time to see those two people trampling him. Now he doesn't look like a hero at all, not like the strong and brave man I've always imagined, but rather very pathetic, lying on the ground like a rag, his hair covering his eyes, his whole body covered in blood. Someone stepped on his wound, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, without making a sound.

  I leaned my face against the dirty and broken wallpaper, tears flowing into my mouth, so salty. A person like me, in this half-life, where have I experienced any life-and-death separations? Only now do I realize that at such times, life-and-death separations are all quiet, without any earth-shattering or heaven-storming, no furious anger for a beauty's sake, nor any miracles. But I know, what I can feel, he can also feel. That feeling, belongs only to me and him. In this world, at this moment, in this place, there is no one else.

  Su Yu was furious, and it seemed like he wanted to kill him to silence him. If the knife really reached his neck, I would have to go out and stop him. I didn't care what happened to myself, I had to be with him.

  But Chen Ruying stood up. The fragile-hearted young lady tightly hugged him. At this moment, the person who was by his side was her, like a real couple in adversity. I stared blankly, feeling a numb pain in my heart. Su Wan seemed to still have some reservations about Feng Yan's daughter and didn't make another move. Later, Chen Ruying said something about the treasure map again, but I wasn't very concerned.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering in his ear, with tears streaming down her face. Ou Yu raised his head, grasped her arm, and looked at her. Then she lowered her head again, and their foreheads were pressed tightly together.

  There are many women in this world who want to share weal and woe with him. But now, I can't get to his side. Because he said that it's better for him to die than that.

  Tears kept falling from my eyes. I've never been so heartbroken in my life. Too many emotions intertwined, but finally, only one thought emerged clearly in my mind.

  Wu Yu is mine. He is mine.

  I will use all my strength to rescue him safely.

  This thought took root in my heart, and the sorrow seemed to become less sad, but instead gave birth to a cold and piercing courage. I wiped away my tears and saw that Chen Ruyin had already taken two bandits into her room. I don't know if it was my illusion or the wind, but the door suddenly closed behind them with a "bang" - as if it had been pulled by some great force. And Chen Baozhu took Su Wei and Zheng Zhiwei into her bedroom, without closing the door.

  Wu Yu was still lying on the ground, with a pool of blood under him, looking weak and unlike himself. After a while, he lifted his head to look at me.

  Blood all over his head and face, a handsome and quiet face. A hint of warm smile in his eyes.

  I cried again. It's too painful, really too painful. When you see that person suffering, it's a heart-wrenching pain. Did he understand this point long ago? So he said, I'd rather die instead.

  He and I were staring at each other from a great distance. Until a strange voice broke all of my attention.