There is an age old famous belief that people often talk about.

"They say the loneliest people are the kindest.
The saddest people smile the brightest.
The most damaged are the wisest.
All because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do".

Is it true, Lan Zhan?

I was often told that "You were born with a smile on your face, A Xian" and I believed them to be true. I indeed never lost my smile.

I was born with a smile. I died with with a smile. How could I not? The last face that these eyes saw were yours, my Lan Zhan.

This world was cruel in its own way. I was liked by few. Loathed by many. Resented by many. Revered by many but was truly loved only by one.

You.

My Lan Zhan.

Maybe the last few moments of my life were truly the most beautiful, it was whilst I gave up on my life and was falling into the bottomless pit of oblivion, did I truly realise this heart's desire.

I heard your despair "Wei Ying" your eyes glistened with plea.

I was glad to have found you, but sad to have never had a chance to live a fairytale, that probably had us at forever. If I were to be given a second chance, let's meet again.

Until then the story of this Yiling Patriarch would forever be remembered.

The era of right and wrong,
Was long forgotten,
The question raised for what is black and white,
Was no longer in existence,
What remained were masks of falsity,
Facade was indeed the new humanity.

The Yiling Patriarch was mocked by many,
Yet just one heart lived to tell his glory,
The soul everyone hoped to forget forever,
It was his Lan Zhan,
who remembered him through his Inquiry.