Xi Le can no longer speak normally, only intermittently expressing how afraid she is to be alone here and luckily a sword went down and split sideways, otherwise I wouldn't have seen her, and she would have killed herself on the spot.

  I secretly thought to myself: "This sword is too accurate, I couldn't even chop that accurately, have you been practicing in secret? The sword energy was aimed directly at my nose, if I died, not only would one eye be gone, but also one nostril, and even the teeth would be symmetrical, it's absolutely perfect."

  I surprisingly didn't die, perhaps it's because what cut me was happiness.

  After a while, I asked Xile: Are you afraid of living here? Let's change to a more prosperous place, we have to consider the evening.

  Xile said: Don't be afraid. At night, I can think about the beautiful times during the day. Moreover, at night, I'll follow you wherever you go. The house only needs to have one room, and we can see each other no matter where we are.

  I said: Okay.

  Joy suddenly trembled.

  I said: It's cold, right? I bought you some clothes.

  We lit a bonfire and spent the cold winter night.

  I think, actually, the bonfire can be extinguished, because it seems that embracing it can warm up, and leaning against it can survive. But I always feel like I'm leaning on or facing my mother or sister all the time. I think this is a precise feeling, but it's not fair to happiness.

  This is not necessary for communication with Xile. Mutual loyalty and dedication are already the highest emotions between men and women. It's just that it comes in many forms, or many processes. For me and Xile, this is no longer a process, but a result.