He and His Black Moonlight

The sun had already risen. Where it met the horizon of the sea, there was hope.

Below, lay the point of no return.

Shen Jing didn’t seem very surprised.

I had purposely chosen another road, driving toward the abyss below the cliff.

I lied to him, solely to stop him from hurting anyone else.

Shen Jing quieted down.

“Let’s die together, Shen Jing,” I said.

“Alright,” Shen Jing replied.

“My only purpose in coming back this time was to kill you,” I said. “Nothing else.”

“Mm, I know,” he murmured.

He turned his head, gently wiping away my tears.

His fingertips were slightly cool, like feathers.

“What is there to cry about?”

“I can’t go home anymore, Shen Jing. Do you know that? Bai Man destroyed my manuscript drafts…

“And you drained my blood. I can’t go home anymore. I can never go home again.”

I am covered in sins; I condoned your evil deeds.

Dying with you will be my atonement to this world.