I have heard a simile. There is a kind of
people like the black cats, who just remedy their wound in the dark, don’t want
anyone to see it. I don’t know why, but this simile makes me thinking of you,
Kylin Zhang.
I used to talk to my friend about you, I told
her everything about you was tugged at my heartstrings, makes my heart ache. But
my friend laughed, and said that how this formidable man can makes your heart
ache? We can only look up to him.
Kylin Zhang, see, she cannot understand you.
In her mind, you are powerful, perfect, just
likes the sovereign descends the world. You can face to thousands of enemies
without batting an eyelid. But she cannot see, the blood on your body after the
fight; she cannot see, the vulneva under your clothes; she cannot see, you remedy
your wound in the dark silently.
But I know. I know, no matter how painful you
are, you will still stay calm and collected, and let the blood dye your blue
shirt into red.
Kylin Zhang, I know your responsibility and
your mission, but I still wish you happiness.