Then Say It

Wuxia, wuxia. Thinking back on it now, there was once a time when I too was a normal male high school student with dreams of wuxia.

Back in elementary school, I used to idolize Yang Guo because the guy was really good at fighting.

Back in middle school, I used to idolize Yang Guo because his story was so tragic, and in the end, he was still really good at fighting.

Back in high school, I still idolized Yang Guo because... because after his wife disappeared, his left hand became invincible under heaven.

After tragically losing his beloved, a hot-blooded man not only failed to find a new lover, but instead trained one incomparable left hand. As a fellow man, I found that especially worthy of respect... I would like to thank my classmate Er Pang for successfully corrupting what had once been an innocent young boy. If he hadn't pointed it out, I never would have thought of so much.

Readers had all sorts of opinions about Yang Guo: peerless hero, chivalrous and righteous, tragic man, unwavering devotion... The sheer variety of opinions made it hard to reconstruct the true image of this man who had lived such a turbulent life. In the end, I felt that the one thing Kenser said after finishing Jin Yong's complete works suited the great hero Yang Guo best: "Good kidneys. Good kidneys."

...I admit that suddenly dragging the topic over to Yang Guo seemed a little off-track, but what could I say? Looking at that weathered one-armed hero at the neighboring table, I was filled with emotion: how did he play Tetris with one hand?

"Guo'er, I've thought it over. In a couple of days, we should first go to the Medical Center and get your arm reattached," said the snow-white-clad beautiful