34 Who Will Comfort Me?
As I started weeping and my tear droplets fell on Harmony's pale and deathly face, and then her eyes had gently fluttered open and I half expected anger and the other half unimaginable sadness in those doe-like eyes... But it was the unexpected...I wasn't ready for her to smile that resembled a blooming flower with her beautiful ebony black hair fanned out on the bed contrasting with her paper white and sickly skin. She tried to sit up but slipped and I just barely caught her, scolding her gently to lie down she chuckled, which was like tinkling bells to my ears and said "You were always the more mature one... Remember when we were children? That when I wanted to climb that willow tree? And I fell...then landed on your back leaving an black, blue and purple souvenir... While on the way down I also ripped my dress, that pretty pink one...I cried until you sewn a pretty butterfly on it... Hey can you show me how to?" She reminiscenced with tears on the edge of her black lashes but was interrupted when she began coughing furiously."Your so kind, thats why I tricked you...Hack! Cough! To be honest I thought you would've wanted to kill him... To kill Hong Han Ling (鸿寒凌), after all his life was also yours..." She said hitting the target "But you are too kind..."
"No...No I'm not..." I said completely ashamed.
"I thought you finally meeting me was you forgiving me? Does that mean I'm not forgiven? Then will you forgive me...?" She asks hesitating.
"I do." I said, hoping in anyway to make amends.
"Then I don't have regrets..." She said as her slipped from my grasp as if losing a sort of connection as if Chang E, the Goddess of the Moon was imprisoned in the moon, never growing old and forever beautiful, only leaving me with her most beautiful appearance...To be the very best means to leave this world in your prime, only leaving the audiences to remember your triumphs. For while their names live forever, all legends die young...But I wasn't the right person to appreciate her efforts. I wasn't her Hou Yi, I robbed her of that beautiful and peaceful future... It was simply (对牛弹琴)* Playing music to an cow. As her eyes fluttered close Han Bing began crying, as if mourning for his mother as I too joined him screaming hysterically. "Your so selfish! What about me?! I was going to teach you to sew butterflies! Will you forgive me!? No one is on my side now! Don't leave me to be a single father! What about Han Bing?! I can't even be a proper father...I'm sorry...." I said ending in gibberish whispers just like how I would comfort her when her dress was ripped.
"Who will comfort me?" I murmured barely audibly, rocking our son...
~A/N~
*same as pearls before a swine
