NFBE Chapter 219 [Empire] Obsolete
Chapter 219 [Empire] Obsolete
That night, I said goodbye to Bai Zhi. I was going to the capital of the Empire, and he was going to the Orc Alliance.
I have my own rules to follow, and he has his own family to care for. Stories often say it's difficult to be both loyal and righteous, but for us, it's actually not that difficult. There's no need to choose. There's nothing...
Bai Zhi stood there quietly, wearing the coarse cloth clothes I bought for him. The roughness of the cloth formed a sharp contrast with the fine clothes I remembered him wearing. It really didn't fit his status as the eldest son of the Bai family at all.
He used to wear exquisite long gowns made of fine fabrics and perfectly tailored. These gorgeous garments and silk brocades only evoked a unique elegance on him. But now, even this simple, coarse cloth garment held a unique charm on him.
The coarse cloth looked oddly out of place on him. Bai Zhi's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness, but more so, a determination. This young master, once pampered and comfortable, now had to wear such clothes and embark on an unknown journey. Mother, sister, brother, and his brother's wife. Now, he had to fight for others.
I have no intention of prying into their affairs, nor do I intend to get involved. This is all I should and can do. A few sets of clothes, a boat ticket, a little money, and then, we'll part ways.
I know he won't be bound by these simple clothes, and he won't be bound by me either.
So do I.
The night was quiet and melancholy. Even under the moonlight, the young orc shed tears. Tears shone in his eyes, like bright stars covered in mist.
He approached me, weeping, his voice choking with sobs, "I don't know when we'll meet again." His eyes were filled with longing and reluctance, as if he wanted to etch my image deeply into his heart. Then, he gently asked for a kiss, his tone tinged with shyness and anticipation. His face was particularly moving in the moonlight, his furry ears trembling slightly, as if in anticipation and anxiety, as if conveying the turmoil within him.
The moment our lips touched, time seemed to freeze.
I kissed him gently, feeling his warmth and breath. In my kiss, he finally couldn't hold back his tears.
His tears flowed freely down his cheeks and mine like a flood. I could feel the pain and struggle in his heart. This kiss seemed like his final comfort. His body trembled slightly, like a wounded little animal.
I know that I can't comfort him at this moment. Since I can't comfort him, I can only bully him further.
I hugged him tightly and deepened the kiss. He was slightly startled by my "bullying", and then his crying gradually stopped, and he responded to my kiss.
This kiss, like the final brand, was deeply engraved in each other's hearts, engraved on each other. Driven by emotion, I was a little too demanding.
My rationality seemed to be thrown out of the window at this moment, and my heart was filled with reluctance and attachment to him. I hugged him tightly, deepening the kiss, as if to keep his scent and warmth in my memory forever.
I am rarely crazy, or even insane.
That's because I used to do that all the time.
So, later on, I didn’t want to be like this…
He seemed to sense my strong emotions and responded to me tenderly instead of resisting. We were immersed in each other's world.
Yet, I know this excessive demand is only a temporary escape. But in this moment, I simply want to fully experience his presence, to make this final mark even deeper, just this moment. Just this moment.
The expiration date is tonight. It will be void if expired.
A mark that lasts only a few hours. The final mark.
Obsolete and invalid.
My behavior gradually became tinged with violence, but it wasn't real violence. It was just that under the emotional impact of separation, I lost my former gentleness. I didn't have the slightest bit of sympathy for women.
My hands gripped him tightly, with such force that I felt like melting him into my body. My kisses grew wilder, filled with a reckless determination. It seemed I wanted this way to make him remember me deeply, to remember the feelings between us. Or maybe it was fear, too.
He was shocked by my sudden change, but he didn't resist, just endured it silently. His eyes showed understanding and tolerance, as if he knew the pain and struggle in my heart.
As if... in this way, he no longer felt sad or painful.
See, pain can be transferred.
But I thought of a song.
Transferring the warmth of one person to the chest of another...
Everyone has only two hands, and it is difficult for you to possess them by hugging.
To have something you must first understand how to accept losing it.
I once wandered along the snowy road, why did I shed tears for good things?
Who can own Mount Fuji based on love?
Memories are like moonlight that cannot be grasped. If you hold it tightly, it will turn dark.
Wait for the false figure to disappear in the clear sky.
The past is hardened like stone, thrown away and fled.
I am not rare at all; once I circle the street, I disappear into thin air...