Chapter 276
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Guiyuan: When I returned to the secular world from the place closest to the Arctic Circle, the first thing I did was to come to the Vast Ocean Literature Website and read your words.
I held a cup of bitter yet fragrant coffee in one hand, and followed Fu Yao's footsteps with the other. I felt that it was really a happy thing.
With Lisa Ono's beautiful and graceful singing voice lingering in my ears, and your flowing words in my eyes, it was as if I was immersed in it, unable to extricate myself.
I couldn't bear to part with any of the characters you wrote, but my favorite is our Wuji Crown Prince. My love for him is not because of his godlike handsomeness, nor is it because of his extreme wisdom, but because of his vast and deep love for Fu Yao in his heart.
If Zhan Beiye's love is like a raging fire in the cold winter, giving people warmth while also roasting their bodies, then Zong Yue's love is more like the epiphyllum that blooms before dawn. It is extremely beautiful and delicate, but it makes people feel that it only belongs to the night, and when the sun rises, it will wither. Only Wuji's love is so refreshing that it can make people unconsciously intoxicated.
Perhaps his heart was tangled, perhaps painful, perhaps tormented, but everything he did was for the sake of loving the woman who had moved his heart under the cold moon at the summit of Cang Mountain. Years ago, when he was young, he had inadvertently met the woman by chance, the woman who always knew how to choose between life and death and love.
His love was deep and persistent. In order for the lover of his heart to be able to spread her wings and soar, he did everything he could for her. He even thought that perhaps one day, because of his care and assistance, she would be further and further away from him. Until one day, she would be like her name, soaring ninety thousand miles into the sky.
How could an extremely intelligent man not know the pain of lovesickness? How could he not guess that she didn't belong to this world? How could he not know that every step he did for her was to bring her closer to her own dream and further away from him?
He remembered when he wanted to marry a woman who would hug and cry for him when he grew up, because he had never been treasured by his own mother in this life. Even though he had obtained the world, he still felt that it was a painful thing to be abandoned by his own family in this world. He remembered when, with his cold temperament, he could not help but feel a ripple in his indifferent heart and could not help but kiss her passionately. He remembered when she was in his arms, but because he was afraid of hurting her, he could not bear to indulge his feelings, and could only sit together and protect her with his heart and body.
I don't know why, but every time I see Wuji, this warm and mellow man, it reminds me of the male lead in the novel "Love under the Hawthorn Tree". He is willing to do anything for the girl he loves, waiting for her to grow up, waiting for her to graduate, waiting for her to get a job, waiting for all of her wishes to come true, but he never had the chance to tell his love to her.
"I love you!" On the title page of his diary, he wrote to his beloved woman, "I can't wait for you for a year and a month, and I can't wait for you until you're twenty-five, but I will wait for you for the rest of my life." Wasn't Wuji such a man? A man who used his whole life to protect and wait for Fuyao.
How fortunate was Fuyao! Guiyuan, even though I hate the tragic ending, based on your usual style, I always felt that you were a downright stepmother. That's why I've long known that my beloved Wuji would be tortured to death by you.
I've long since given up hope that you would let the person I love die a good death. That's why this article is a tribute to Wuji.
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