A bullet to the heart, life hangs by a thread.
Three minutes later, the capital was under martial law. Within an hour, the Security Bureau scoured a thousand miles. Finally, three hours later, they pinpointed the cri scene—just outside a small town on the Empire's edge, atop the highest Snow Mountain in existence.
Six thousand one hundred and six kiloters from the palace.
Amidst the overwhelming wind, snow, and frost, the attacker was long gone, leaving behind an old hunting rifle and a bullet casing on the velvet cloth laid across the rocks.
And a feather of a White Owl, swaying in the wind.
Nirvana!
One wave after another, another wave arises, and then yet another.
Ti suddenly seed unfamiliar. Everyone stared at the news, dumbfounded, exchanging confused glances.
Looking up in a daze, gazing toward the sky.
Is this still the world I once knew?
Amidst the confusion and hesitation, one couldn't help but start to ponder.
From here on out, where would everything lead?
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A week later.
The sa afternoon, under the sa sunlight.
Xin Xiang Sanatorium.
The bougainvillea beside the flower bed hung down in its vibrant glory, swaying with the wind.
Ji Jue sat in a wheelchair, clutching the phone. After hesitating for so many days, he finally made up his mind and dialed that number.
Brief busy signals ca through the receiver.
It was soon answered.
A gentle and calm voice ca from the other end, "Ji Jue? It's rare for you to contact actively. What's up?"
After hesitating for a long ti, Ji Jue finally spoke:
"Lv... Commander."
"Hmm?"
Lv Yingyue was puzzled.
Ji Jue said, "Thank you."
"Oh? What good deeds have I done?"
The voice on the other end seed to laugh, curiously asking, "I heard your teacher broke your leg again recently, several tis... It's rare to see her so angry! You're quite unlucky. No matter how much you praise , I can't plead on your behalf. I can't help you."
"I..."
Ji Jue tried to speak, but words failed him.
In that overly long silence, he finally made up his mind and told her, "Other than , this is also what another person wanted to tell you."
"Thank you."
He repeated, "Thanks."
Silence arrived once more.
It was like being stunned.
Yet it was hard to discern whether it was understanding or not.
Only faint breathing could be heard, slight noises in the office, the clattering of a keyboard.
After a long ti, until the too-lengthy mories ca to an end.
A soft sigh.
"...Thank you for relaying it to , Ji Jue."
Lv Yingyue said, "You don't need to care about anything. It should be thanking her. For so long, I thought, no... it's nothing."
She didn't speak for a while.
But in this silence, a gentle laugh seed to co through.
"You did well, Ji Jue."
Lv Yingyue said, "She would be proud of you."
"I know."
Ji Jue also started to smile.
Just like that, after a brief exchange of greetings, they reached a farewell, and the call ended.
As if nothing had happened.
But in the silence, he leaned back in the wheelchair, unable to resist looking up, gazing at the afternoon sky.
With a sense of relief.
Among the green leaves, a bird spread its wings under the amber sunlight, soaring into that endless blue.
A gentle wind blew from afar.
"It's truly good weather."
As the long-missed fatigue reappeared, like warm seawater, slowly enveloping him bit by bit.
Ji Jue closed his eyes, slipping into a deep sleep.
There was no darkness or fire in his dreams.
The sun was bright and beautiful.
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