Two people sat by the table in the room, Gu An lowered his eyebrows and gazed at the teapot on the table, silent.
The woman opposite him, even while sitting, seemed at a loss.
Gu An's words "I no longer blame you" did not put her at ease.
There are too many meanings to not blaming someone.
Naturally, if one does not take it to heart, they do not blame.
After all, if one doesn't care anymore, why bother with blame.
"You must have had a difficult time all these years, haven't you?" the woman asked.
Gu An recalled Zuo Youyan's life, and eventually thought back to the beginning.
That year, wielding a sword and cleaving with a blade, youthful spirits entwined with ambitious dreams for the future.
It's just that in the end... he was merely defeated.
"But it was brilliant, nonetheless." Gu An spoke, paused, then finally looked at the person before him and said: "It must have been very difficult for you alone, right?"
