Mute Character
My Blade, My Throne
I have slaughtered pigs in the palace for four years; wherever my axe struck, none survived.
With every pig I killed, I recited “Amitabha.”
My skilled butchering caught the attention of the Prince, who took me as his trusted aide.
I became the deadly butcher’s knife; he became the executioner who wielded it.
Killing and beheading – “Amitabha”; burying them on the spot – “well done, well done.”
Listen, Flowers Bloom
After announcing his marriage at a concert, the top-tier singer suddenly broke down in tears.
It was because he had just received news of my death.
Zhou Yan. We met at six and said our goodbyes at twenty-four.
I never had the courage to tell you that I truly, deeply loved you.
