Life is vast and fleeting-where do we return?

"Blue Demon!" Changye said. "Listen to what's in my heart."

"Go ahead!"

Changye said, "I know when my end will come—sometime between October and December this year! You may not want to accept it, but I'm afraid you have no choice, do you?"

Blue Demon trembled slightly, but she said nothing.

Changye said, "Where do you think a person's best final resting place should be? On this little island? Where the sea and sky blend into one? Or on a battlefield in a foreign land?"

Blue Demon slowly closed her eyes, but her grip tightened instead.

"Let me die like a martyr, and let my name be inscribed on the Hidden Dragon Martyrs' Wall too!" Changye said softly. "Whether or not this is my last mission, I have no regrets. Truly."

"Truly?" Blue Demon slowly opened her eyes, which glistened with tears.

"Yes. I was born in an orphanage. As a child, I never imagined that a speck of dust like me, drifting through this mortal world, could ever live such a momentous life. After joining Qianlong, I had a big sister like you, a little sister like Xin Yue, and Old Man. I could feel the warmth of a home..."

"You have him too!" Blue Demon added softly.

"Yes, him too! Don't laugh, but I've left him a letter. Three months from now, unless I choose to cancel it, that letter will be sent to his phone."

Blue Demon looked up at the sky outside, her chest rising and falling gently.

"Blue Demon, you'll give me this chance, won't you?"

Blue Demon raised her eyes and gazed for a long time at the woman before her, who was both a sister and a comrade.

Her heart was a tangled skein.

Changye's fate had already been sealed: in the end,