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#HowDareYou Douyin update A Letter from Xiahou Dan to Wanyin 🤧😭 🥚 “My wife, Wanyin. My name is Zhang San. In my third year of middle school, I got distracted in class playing on my phone… and somehow got sucked into this book. It’s been sixteen years and eight months since then. By that calculation, I’ve actually spent more time being Xiahou Dan than I ever did being Zhang San. Sometimes I suddenly begin to doubt whether the world outside the book truly exists, or if it’s just a delusion born from my sick mind… Until you ask that question "how are you". So it turns out everything was real. So I once truly lived—flesh and blood. I'm a despicable person. In that very instant, you saved me. And yet, in the very next second, I drew up a plan to deceive you—to win your trust, to become your ally, and to make the script in your hands serve my own purposes. Only in this way could I secure victory in the safest manner—so that the Empress Dowager and Prince Duan would pay their blood debt in blood. In front of you, I not only carefully glossed over my past, I even deliberately controlled my words and actions, trying my best to play the ‘modern man’ you were familiar with. Whether you believe it or not… when I became Zhang San again in front of you... only then did I begin, little by little, to realize just how far I had drifted away from who I once was. As Zhang San, loving you seemed only natural. But as Xiahou Dan, it was almost an obsession. Wanyin, if anything were to happen to you, I wouldn’t be able to go on living. I can’t even say when I fell in love with you. I only know that from that moment on… I became even more afraid of being exposed. You came too late, Wanyin. There is no one of your kind left here waiting for you. All you are left with is me—a madman with little time remaining. A drowning person always prays to grasp a piece of driftwood. But when they’ve drifted too far from shore and are beyond saving, if they cling to that driftwood too tightly… they’ll only drag it down into the water with them. At the very least, I can keep your hands free of blood. At the very least, there can be one place where you can sleep in peace. I just hope to delay—if only a little—the moment when I have to face the fear and wariness in your eyes. More than anything, I hope to see you forever blazing like fire, bright and pure as the moon. You, my fierce girl who can cut down all obstacles in your path— If you ever feel afraid or shaken, if you need someone like you to give you strength… then I will play that role. I’ll be that kindred spirit for you, all the way until the day I die. Wanyin, I no longer have a homeland. You are my homeland.”





















