Two years and forty-two days have passed. I've dried many herbs and healed many people. Then, word of your duel with Hu Lingfei reached me.
And suddenly I realized, I still miss you. I still worry about you. I thought, maybe... you might need me.
Before I knew it, I had already written this much. And I was already on my way.
Can I come see you? If I do, will you speak to me? If I do, can I speak to you?
And if we do speak, what would we even say?
Perhaps nothing at all. Just like the first time we exchanged names. Just the two of us, gazing quietly at the frozen lake, for a long time. Then, you will suddenly draw your sword, and with a single slash...
...pull a lively fish from the icy water. You'll turn to look at me, your nose red from the cold, and ask softly, "Would you like some fish?"
I would, Yuzhen. And I always will.
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