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Holding the knife and stabbing towards Yan Wenqing and Xiao Lan, Yan Wenqing sent Xiao Lan to the side, using the folding fan in his hand to welcome the incoming knife. In that moment, that sharp folding fan pricked Yan Wenqing's eyes, his eyes were confused on that mark, there was a red mark, a red birthmark the size of a copper coin.

His eyes were not blurred, but there was a distinct imprint on her white elbow. It was her, at the elbow of the woman who was stabbing at him with a knife.

Yan Wenqing blankly stared at the birthmark that was deeply engraved in his eyes.

The blade stabbed into his body, the sound of the blade tearing through his clothes, the cold tip of the blade stabbing into his flesh.

Blood gurgled out, staining the white clothes red. The blood spread on the clothes, spreading out an incomparably happy flower.

"Yinzi." Yan Wenqing gently spat out the two words that were deeply etched in his mind and carved in his bone marrow.

The girl looked at the terrified man in front of her with incomparable fury. Her icy cold blade had bridged the distance between them.

"Is that you, Yukiko?" Tears rolled down from the corners of Yan Wenqing's eyes. They fell on his clothes and on the bloodstains that spread across his chest. His eyes were focused on the red birthmark, unfocused.

The wind came in through the doorway, through the cracks in the tiles, lifting the hair from his shoulders, lifting it from her face.

"Qing`er." The old granny was so terrified that her body was trembling. She stared at the lady wielding the cold, bloody saber, her eyes filled with boundless terror. "Qing`er."

The sky spun and the earth spun. The entire world darkened in the darkness, and the elder fainted.

Tears streamed down Xiao Lan's face, and she hugged the old man tightly.

Yan Wenqing used his hand to grasp the back of the saber and slowly pulled it out. Blood dripped from the saber blade onto the grass on the ground as he choked with grief and said, "There are no secret manuals."

Panic appeared on the woman's face, and her eyes started to blur over the three people in front of her. She felt pain in her head, and she pulled out her blade from Yan Wenqing's hand with all her might.

At that moment, the man with the face also disappeared into the darkness outside.

"Yinzi."

The fire in the living room started to die down and darkness shrouded the area.

The first rays of the early morning sun pierced the pale blue sky.

The manor was as quiet as ever.

Ni Fei woke up early because today was the day he was leaving for Chang'an.

Just as Ni Fei walked into the courtyard, a person sneakily walked out from the end of the hallway. It was Zheng Min.

"Brother Fei." Zheng Min called out to Ni Fei, who was in the yard.

"You got up so early in the morning." Ni Fei said.

The woman quickly ran to the man's side and stretched out a hand. She held a grasshopper in her hand and said, "Here, you can have it. I took it last night."

The man picked up the grasshopper and placed it on his palm, revealing a bright smile.

The warm rays of the morning sun shone down on the two of them.

Yan Wenqing leaned against a tree and looked at the sunlight through the gaps between the leaves. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He held his bag with one hand and stabbed his chest with the other. He felt an incomparable pain in his chest, and a sharp knife pierced his body.

That image was spinning in his mind, that red birthmark.

Yan Wenqing rolled up his sleeves, revealing the red birthmark. It was exactly the same.

However, why did she appear before his eyes like this? It had been sixteen years, and he had countless scenes of her, so beautiful and so hopeful, but now it had become like this. In the shabby room, the knife in her hand had stabbed into his body.

Why is it like this, Yukiko? In the dream, you are calling out to your big brother. Your big brother is waiting for you to appear.

"Why?" The sound penetrated the dense foliage and pierced the sky.

The red birthmark continued to sting his wound, unending.

"Second brother." Su Guangren slowly walked to the side of Yan Wenqing, who was looking up at the sky in grief.

"Do you know? My chest hurts, and she stabbed me in the chest, but when I saw the birthmark, she scattered it all over my wound. " Yan Wenqing looked up and said with a choked throat. He tried his best to hold his head back and not let his tears fall, because his eyes were very hot and it burned his heart.

"I didn't know that would happen." Su Guangren also looked towards the sky where the bright light was coming from.

"She's the girl I've been looking for for sixteen years." Yan Wenqing's uncontrollable tears still rolled down her face, "I didn't expect that we would meet like this, she doesn't recognize me anymore."

"Second brother."

"She's a killer." Yan Wenqing almost fell into despair. His hands were trembling slightly.

"Second Brother, no matter what, since you've found her, she'll definitely return to your side." Su Guangren comforted her. The strong man beside her was so weak, like a leaf in the wind, that would sway with a gentle breeze. He was not as tough as he usually was, he could not withstand the gentle breeze even after experiencing heavy rain.

"For the past sixteen years, I have been missing her every single moment. I firmly believe that she has always been by my side."

Su Guangren stopped speaking because he knew that at this moment, there were no words that could ease the pain in his heart. Sixteen years of searching and waiting resulted in a stab in the heart in the darkness.

"Will she come back to me? I saw the anger in her eyes. " She must have suffered a lot over the years and suffered a lot in the unknown. Perhaps this is the way she can live in this world, be a killer with a silver mask. " "Come and snatch the secret manual for the wicked." Do you really think she'll come back to me? " Yan Wenqing turned his face to look at Su Guangren, as if he wanted to find some form of confirmation on his face.

"Right." Su Guangren nodded firmly.

Sunlight spread from the gaps between the leaves of the trees to cover their bodies. Dots of light fell on their clothes and their feet.