Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes followed Song Han's gaze. Before he even said anything, Sen Man-cing's body was already limp on the ground. A pair of hands clasped to the chest. Fresh blood ran down his clothes.
With a surprised exclamation, Fu Hiong-kun scatters over. He quickly supported the woman's body.
"Hujin, you...!"
Sen Man-cing's eyes were still open, he smiled sadly.
"I've always wanted to die. I'm still alive to this day because there are still many issues that make my heart uneasy. Even though I still have something to worry about, I have to let it go." His hands loosened. A hairpin with only the tip visible stuck into the woman's chest.
Fu Hiong-kun was really surprised. In a panic, Song Ngo Lin lunged forward. He also paid attention to the position of the hairpin stab, his forehead creased unconsciously.
"Ngo Lin...." Sen Man-cing's tears flowed profusely. "Take good care of your sister. Tell her not to be so stubborn again in the future." his words were finished, his life was gone.
Slowly Song Ngo Lin dropped to his knees in front of the woman's corpse. Tok-ku Bu-ti, who was watching all that from his place, couldn't smile anymore. However, he actually still loves Sen Man-cing. Otherwise, he naturally would not have allowed his wife to live to this point.
Song Han's eyes flickered around and then turned back to Tok-ku Bu-ti's face. He laughed coldly. "You must be so happy now," he sneered sharply.
Tok-ku Bu-ti forced himself to burst into laughter. "Absurdly pleased!"
Three times in a row Song Han watched Tok-ku Bu-ti from top to bottom of his feet, then he slowly turned his body and walked closer to Song Ngo Lin.
Tok-ku Bu-ti wiped the rainwater from his face. He looked at Song Han with a curious look. Song Han walked forward a few steps, he suddenly stopped. His head turned towards
Tok-ku Bu-ti. "Earlier I wanted to beat you to your heart's content, now even that desire vanishes instantly!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed coldly. "Han Song, if there are words you want to say, just say it frankly, don't twist back like women!"
Song Han looked at him with a cold gaze. "You yourself should understand!" "Say!" shouted Tok-ku Bu-ti.
Song Han pouted his mouth at a glance. Then he snorted once. "Killing a lowly human like you, just dirtying my hands. Get out of here!" he snapped with rolling eyes.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's face changed greatly.
"Good cursing. It's a pity that even if I want to get out of here, Song Ngo Lin won't necessarily allow it!"
Song Han nodded his head. "Let him handle this matter himself!"
On that side. Song Ngo Lin had already risen to his feet. Sen Man-cing's death didn't make him angrier, instead his appearance was much calmer than before. Song Han turned to him.
"Ngo Lin, do you want to solve all the problems that exist tonight too?" he asked softly.
Song Ngo Lin nodded his head.
"That's good then," Song Han said next. He turned around and shouted loudly.
"Light the lanterns!"
Simultaneous shouts were heard. The Wudang disciples immediately went to prepare the necessary lanterns. Tok ku Bu t'i's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.
Meanwhile Song Ngo Lin was already sitting on the stone steps at the end of the long corridor. He was gathering his pure air.
The eyes of the audience rested on Tok-ku Bu-ti. I don't know what's in their hearts. Tok-ku Bu-ti himself remained calm. He turned his body and sat cross-legged in front of the mountains that were in the corner of the courtyard. He also gathers pure air and regulates his inner strength. Li Cu, who had been silent until now, took a few steps forward. Arriving beside Tok-ku Bu-ti, he stopped his feet. He stood up straight protecting that Sifunya.
Tok-ku Bu-ti watched as he approached. "Your return is just in time," he sneered sharply, Li Cu laughed bitterly. "Actually Tecu met Subo on the way."
Tok-ku Bu-ti snorted coldly. "Maybe all of this is indeed a powerful destiny. That's good too..."
Li Cu's face went awry. “Sifu, this matter...”
"I have planned everything," said Tok-ku Bu-ti calmly. Then he asked again. "Are you dissatisfied seeing this situation and think your Master is indeed a lowly human?"
Li Cu lowered his head. "Tecu don't dare!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti rolled her eyes wide at Li Cu. "If you want to go, just go. Bu-ti-bun is no longer here. You don't have to follow me forever either!"
"Assign teacher one day, stay as teacher for life. Tecu vows to follow and accompany Sifu until death approaches!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed heartily. "Despite whatever rottenness this teacher of yours has done?"
Li Cu gritted his teeth as he nodded his head.
"Even though you're a good student, you're also the most idiotic person I've ever met!" Tok-ku Bu-ti burst out laughing.
Li Cu's head bowed lower and lower.
"Good student. Now you protect your teacher. In a moment you will see how I will kill that boy!" the words that came out of his mouth were full of conviction.
Li Cu just nodded his head.
"You don't need to worry, he definitely can't kill your teacher," said Tok-ku Bu-ti next.
Hearing those words, Kong sun Hong suddenly raised his head. It was only then that he saw clearly. Even though Tok-ku Bu-ti said that, her eyes shone with fear.
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The light in his eyes might not be seen by others. But Li Cu knew Tok-ku Bu-ti too well. Just one glance, he was able to read the contents of his teacher's heart. Is he angry, sad, disappointed, happy or scared like now.
Scary experiences like now are almost never felt by him, but just this once was enough for Tok-ku Bu-ti. Li Cu had only seen that beam three times now. the first time when Tok-ku Bu-ti alone fought Thian-ti, Fu Jade-su, Rain, Wind, Lightning and Thunder. The second time was when Song Han and Song Ngo Lin mobilized Tian-can's energy to kill Thian-ti. And now was the third time he saw a similar gleam of fear shining from Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes.
The other day when at Kuan-jit-hong, even though Li Cu did not see Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes directly, but as a student who really understood his teacher, Li Cu could feel the fear that gripped his teacher. For Tok-ku Bu-ti himself, his current appearance already conveyed his true feelings.
Li Cu turned to Song Ngo Lin. The young man was still cross-legged on the rock. His eyes were closed. His look was so calm that it was beyond Li Cu's expectation. He didn't know if he still hated the young boy or felt pity for him instead. Li Cu stared at him fixedly. Unknowingly he took a deep breath. In fact, Song Ngo Lin's fate was even more unfortunate than his. However, if you look at the current situation, it seems that Tok-ku Bu-ti has experienced three episodes of anguish.
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One by one the lanterns were lit. The whole building became brightly lit" in an instant. The rain had started to let up. Only a few drizzles remained.
Sometimes there is still thunder rumbling. Lightning was still flashing, but not as surprising as before.
Finally Song Ngo Lin opened his eyes. His appearance looked very calm, but his eyes still had a sad look. Slowly he stood up and walked step by step. Meanwhile, Tok-ku Bu-ti had also opened his eyes. With feigned alacrity he stood up.
While screaming loudly, Song Ngo Lin's body flashed. He was the first to charge forward. Tok-ku Bu-ti didn't make a sound at all. By himself he also came forward to welcome. Four pairs of palms clasped together. The sound of the impact was deafening. Tok-ku Bu-ti's feet changed their movements, sometimes stepping to the right, sometimes to the left. His pair of palms formed a swift shadow. In the twinkling of an mala, he had already slammed his palms twenty-seven times. Every attack was always aimed at the deadliest part of Song Ngo Lin's body.
However, the change in movement made by Song Ngo Lin was even faster. A pair of palms like a wheel that spins fast. The eye is difficult to catch clearly.
Hit after hit one after another following the response to Tok-ku Bu-ti's attack.
Pik lek cang from Wudang-liok-kiat is undeniably great. What's more combined with the powerful energy of Tian-can Sinkang. Once launched, there was not a single person present who was not astonished. Song Ngo Lin's palm attack intensified. One hundred and seventy blows had been delivered. Tok-ku Bu-ti was pushed under the yard wall. Suddenly his feet stepped back, a pair of palms pulled back. Pure air gathered.
With terrible force he lunged forward again. Tok-ku Bu-ti's body shot up. Mit-kip Sinkang's knowledge was fully deployed. He welcomed the incoming strike of Song Ngo Lin's palm recklessly.
"Blamm!"
There was a rumbling sound. Song Ngo Lin's body was knocked back three steps. Meanwhile, Tok-ku Bu-ti's body collapsed into the wall which was destroyed instantly.
White dust scattered everywhere. The yard wall was torn apart. Tok-ku Bu-ti's face was deathly pale.
A clot of fresh blood flowed from the corner of his lips.
A pair of hands still clasped in front of the chest.
Song Ngo Lin's pair of palms rolled back. He didn't have time to launch an attack yet. Behind him came the sound of wind. A roll of force strong enough to press down from above.
"How dare just buttocks!"
He heard Song Han's snapping voice.
Without thinking further Song Ngo Lin hit his palm after turning around. There was a thunderous sound rising from his attack.
"Plaque!" Song Ngo Lin's body did not move. In fact, the person who had secretly supported her was blown away.
That person was no stranger. He is Li Cu. His pair of palms collided with the impact of Song Ngo Lin's palm. His stomach contents vibrated violently.
Fresh blood spurted from his mouth. He rolled over the ground. With pain he crawled up and lunged forward again.
“Sifu, quickly run!” he shouted furiously. ––––––––
All of his actions did not escape the attention of Tok-ku Buti. His heart was thrilled. For a moment he hesitated. Then he gritted his teeth and stood up. Without delay he immediately lunged out. In all his life he had never done anything like this. The corners of his eyes crinkled indicating his pain. But Tokku Bu-ti now is much different from the old Tok-ku Bu-ti.
His authority as a chairman of a college is no longer there.
Bu-ti-bun is destroyed. The mother of Bu-ti-bun is also just a memory. He didn't have the awesomeness he had before. His behavior is also not as dashing as it used to be. But he still doesn't realize that all of this is the result of his own actions.
Song Ngo Lin intended to give chase. But Li Cu's palm attack was no longer in sight.
Of course he wasn't worried. He easily responded to the attack. Li Cu's state was already injured.
If he were to welcome Song Ngo Lin's counterattack again, the consequences would definitely be disastrous.
Meanwhile, Song Ngo Lin had no time to escape. Like it or not he had to welcome this attack. Li Cu's body was once again thrown backwards. His chest was drenched with blood that was spurting out of his mouth again. But Tok-ku Bu-ti's student was really stubborn. Almost no different from Tok Ku Bwee.
Desperately he continued to attack Song Ngo Lin. He didn't want to give the young man a chance to chase Tok-ku Bu-ti. About Song Han, he wasn't worried at all. As a Cianpwe, Song Han definitely kept his word. Earlier he had said that he did not want to kill Tok-ku Bu-ti.
The words he had spoken would definitely not be taken back. Even though his martial arts skills were much lower than Song Ngo Lin's, if Song Ngo Lin wanted to break away from him, it was also not an easy thing. Moreover, Li Cu's situation is already crazy like that. He lunged at Song Ngo Lin without caring about his own life.
Song Ngo Lin's attack speed was difficult to describe in words. The change in movement is great too. After spinning a few times. Again his palm hit Li Cu's body
The blood had already soaked Li Cu's entire clothes. The contents of his stomach had spread so that it fell apart. Even if the divine healer Hua To came back to life. the chances of him surviving were slim. He really couldn't stand it anymore. His body rolled on the ground. Blood and dust mixed together all over his body. However, a pair of hands still tightly embraced Song Ngo Lin's legs.
Song Ngo Lin's pair of palms lifted upwards. He was ready to smack Li Cu on the skull, but his heart could not bear to do such a heinous act.
"You... what exactly are you doing? He left you regardless of your fate, but you defended him desperately!" said Song Ngo Lin hoarsely.
"Let... how he... is my... teacher!" With great difficulty Li Cu spoke those words. Water dripped all over his face. Either the tears that fall or the rain that drips from above.
Song Ngo Lin was stunned to hear his words.
"Take care.... Su... my moay... take care!"
After saying that, Li Cu's grip on Song Ngo Lin's leg loosened. His breath stopped instantly.
Unknowingly Song Ngo Lin bent his body and grabbed Li Cu who was almost drooping. His mouth moved, but his throat seemed to choke. He couldn't say a word.
The rainwater continued to fall on Song Ngo Lin's body. The feeling at that time seemed to be bland. He remained stunned in that place. Not budging one bit. Song Han walked over. Her eyes focused on Li Cu. Unknowingly he took a deep breath.
"To think that a lowly human like Tok-ku Bu-ti could have such a devoted disciple."
All the guests present did not say a word. But in their hearts they all acknowledged what Han Song said was true. Song Ngo Lin finally spoke up too.
"He is a real man!" Those words were a compliment to Li Cu.
Song Han's eyes flashed. The wall in the yard had crumbled abysmally. But Tokku Bu-ti's shadow was no longer visible.
"Unfortunately he chose the wrong Tok-ku Bu-ti as a teacher."
Song Han's eyes again focused on Li Cu's corpse. Once again he took a deep breath. Song Ngo Lin's eyes also did not leave Li Cu's body. He shook his head in the sense of regretting the man's death.
"Han supek doesn't need to worry. Even though today he can escape, but in the future he also has no place in the world of kangouw!"
Song Han nodded his head confirming Song Ngo Lin's opinion. The young man was still holding Li Cu's corpse. He picked up the body and walked into the clergy room.
Tok-ku Bu-ti definitely doesn't have the face anymore to be involved in the world of kangouw. What about Song Ngo Lin himself?
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Song Han did not prevent Song Ngo Lin. He only stepped slowly following Song Ngo Lin from behind.
He understood, Song Ngo Lin's feelings right now must be very depressed. He was also aware of how great a blow Song Ngo Lin had received as a result of today's incident. But what can he do?
Meanwhile, Fu Hiong-kun also approached Sen Man-cing's corpse and carried him in his arms. He stood in a daze.
Seeing Song Ngo Lin passing by in front of him, he didn't call out either. His eyes followed Song Ngo Lin's back as he entered the main room. Not a word left his lips.
Song Ngo Lin put Li Cu's corpse in the middle of the main room.
Then he came back and took Sen Man-cing's corpse from Fu Hiong-kun's arms. His face was so flat.
He didn't seem to notice Fu Hiong-kun's presence.
"Lin Toako...!" called Fu Hiong-kun without being able to contain his feelings anymore.
Song Ngo Lin turned to Fu Hiong-kun. His lips smiled. But seeing that smile, without realizing it, Fu Hiong-kun's body shuddered. His smile was more like the grin of someone whose mind had gone insane.
After smiling, Song Ngo Lin turned his body while carrying Sen Man-cing's corpse towards the main room. Fu Hiong-kun looked at Song Ngo Lin's back reflection in a daze. It wasn't until Song Han walked over and patted him gently on the shoulder that he jolted awake.
"Hiong-kun...." Song Han took a deep breath.
"You go advise Ngo Lin...."
"I?" Fu Hiong-kun laughed bitterly.
"Right now you're the only one who still has the possibility to awaken him." Song Han also smiled bitterly.
"A stiff and sedentary person like me, really doesn't know what to say to persuade himself to endure this."
"Okay... I'll try."
Fu Hiong-kun had absolutely no faith. Even though he and Song Ngo Lin had faced danger many times, and their relationship was quite friendly, the mental blow that Song Ngo Lin received this time was Really too heavy. Also too great.
Fu Hiong-kun looked at Yan Cong-tian once again.
Finally with great difficulty he moved his legs.
Song Han also followed in Fu Hiong-kun's footsteps. He himself couldn't calm down, nor was he sure that Fu Hiongkun would succeed. At least two people's persuasion may be better than one person.
In the main room, only the bodies of Li Cu and Sen Man-cing were seen lying on the ground.
Meanwhile, Song Ngo Lin's shadow was no longer visible. Fu Hiong-kun glanced around the room.
"Lin Toako...!" Unknowingly he shouted.
At that time Song Han was still walking slowly. Hearing Fu Hiong-kun's scream, he burst into the room. He also looked around the room.
"Where's Ngo Lin?" he asked frantically.
Fu Hiong-kun shook his head. "I don't know where Lin Toako has gone."
"In the current situation, if he runs aimlessly, it's easy to get caught in danger. We have to find him...!" Song Han said nervously. He immediately burst out of the room.
Fu Hiong-kun immediately followed behind. Just as they rushed out of the main room, they saw someone coming from the front. He is Wudang's disciple, Cung Kok. Seeing Song Han, he quickened his footsteps.
"Supek, Song Ngo Lin is running over there. I've been screaming for him, but he doesn't pay attention. You're an old man..."
"Which direction is it taking?" Song Han snapped.
Cung Kok raised his hand pointing. Without waiting for him to speak, Song Han had already dashed over like a horse that had been whipped. Fu Hiong-kun frantically gave chase. But his ginkang knowledge is far from Song Han's. In the blink of an eye he was far behind.
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In mountainous areas the wind is even stronger. The rain also feels heavier. Lightning still flashed showing his might. Nature suddenly shone in its rays. The scenery around at a glance was like another world. Like other planets in outer space that are completely alien.
Drops of rain the size of soybeans fall down the trees. The water drops make a sound like beautiful music, people who listen to it will certainly fall asleep.
But not so with Song Ngo Lin. The feeling is completely bland. Stuck he stood in front of a large tree. He let the wind blow on him so that his clothes fluttered.
He let the rain wet his body so that he was soaked. Perhaps he himself does not know where he is now. His eyes wandered off into the distance. But he didn't see any sights, only the image of a girl still imprinted in his mind.
"It turns out that Tok Ku Bwee is my own sister..." he muttered to himself. Since then, who knows how many times he muttered the same words.
It got to the point that Song Han, who had already found himself standing beside him, Song Ngo Lin was still unconscious. In his mind, only the image of Tok Ku Bwee flashed.
How he had first known her, how they had been enemies and then made up again. How they care for each other and miss each other secretly. How they went through all kinds of obstacles so that they could finally become husband and wife.
Husband and wife? Can they still be considered as husband and wife? Wan Fei Kang did not dare to imagine that everything had already happened. Should he hate Sen Man-cing for ruining their wedding night. Or should she thank him? He suddenly remembered that Sen Man-cing had become a corpse in the great room. corpse? Who killed him? Tok Ku Bwee? No! Impossible...
she is so sweet, so gentle...
Unknowingly his mind returned to Tok Ku Bwee who was cheerful, mischievous, and stubborn.
They should all be sweet memories. Now it had turned into a poisoned wine that broke his heart. The pain it causes is immeasurable. His mouth that was still muttering finally couldn't take it anymore, he screamed loudly. His fists clenched tightly. Suddenly he turned around and punched the big tree trunk. Left once, once right, he kept punching crazily.
Song Han did not prevent. Seeing Song Ngo Lin's deplorable state, tears flowed freely from his old eyes without realizing it. The events that Song Ngo Lin had experienced in his life were always sad, but this time it was the worst. Even though people are even more violent in temperament, it is still difficult to accept this suffering.
Song Han felt as if fate was constantly toying with Song Ngo Lin. Isn't Thian willing to give a little bit of happiness to this poor young man?
"Brak!" Finally the tree fell because it was not strong enough to take Song Ngo Lin's continuous blows. The young man's fist was still punching forward, he almost knocked him out because the tree had collapsed on the ground. It was then, he just stopped his movements and stood in a daze.
Song Han stretched out his hand to press on Song Ngo Lin's shoulder. "Ngo Lin, come on..."
Slowly Song Ngo Lin turned his body.
He stared at Song Han for a long time.
"Supek...." He finally greeted with a hoarse voice.
"Pluk!" He threw himself to his knees on the ground.
She hugged Song Han's pair of legs and burst into tears. The wind is still blowing, the rain is still falling. Until when did everything just stop?
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You can imagine the sadness of Tok Ku Bwee, definitely not under the suffering of Song Ngo Lin. His whole body was drenched. With difficulty and aimlessly he continued to drag his feet crashing forward.
Under the rainstorm and the pitch darkness of the night, it was indeed not easy to discern the path in front of him. With a confused mind like that at that time, Tok Ku Bwee ignored him even more.
The world is so wide, where did he come from and where is his destination. Tok Ku Bwee barely even remembers who he is. At that time he was like a newborn child.
He seemed to know nothing. Nor did he realize that by continuing to walk aimlessly like that time, he had finally returned to his original place. Not the place where Sen Man-cing killed himself but in an area not far from that place.
Lightning continues to strike. Suddenly in front of him appeared someone. Tok Ku Bwee's tears still welled up in his eyes, but his consciousness had not completely disappeared. He still recognized the person who appeared before him was Fu Hiong-kun. Unknowingly, his footsteps stopped.
Instead it was Fu Hiong-kun who hastened his steps.
In a panic he rushed to the front of Tok Ku Bwee.
"Cici...!" he cried with trembling lips.
"Hiong-kun!" said Tok-ku Hong stunned.
The answer seemed to just burst out of his mouth.
Fu Hiong-kun stretched out his hand to support Tok Ku Bwee. "Cici.... I already know everything about this matter. I understand how you feel right now."
Pain enveloped Tok Ku Bwee's heart. He slumped limply in Fu Hiong-kun's arms. Her tears flowed profusely. He didn't feel jealous of Hiong-kun anymore. He was also still aware that this one girl's heart was very sincere. Fu Hiong-kun sighed sadly.
"Though along the way I kept praying for the happiness of both of you. Who would have thought...."
Not to mention that his words were finished, Tok Ku Bwee was already crying with a wailing voice. Fu Hiong-kun didn't finish his words. He hugged Tok Ku Bwee tightly.
He in no way prevented or cajoled the girl into silence. Being able to cry to his heart's content, for Tok Ku Bwee, is actually something that can ease his heart's suffering.
He just hugged Tok Ku Bwee tightly. Finally he himself could not contain the sadness of his heart. He also cried with sobs. The two girls hug each other. Under the strong gusts of wind and heavy downpours of rain, they poured out their sorrows to one another with sorrowful cries.
Don't know how long has passed. Tok Ku Bwee's cries began to subside. He pulled himself from Fu Hiong-kun's embrace and held onto that shoulder tightly.
"Hiong-kun, grant my wish..." he said hoarsely.
"Cici, don't hesitate. Just say it..."
"Hope you are willing to take care of Siau... My Toako is well-
Good...."
Without waiting for an answer from Fu Hiong-kun, Tok Ku Bwee immediately turned his body and continued to run at high speed.
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Fu Hiong-kun was stunned for a moment. Then he jolted awake....
"Cici!" he shouted frantically.
Tok Ku Bwee could hear Fu Hiongkun's call, but he didn't care. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the darkness of the night. Fu Hiong-kun chased a few steps, then he stopped his footsteps. He looked at the direction that Tok Ku Bwee was taking, his tears flowed even harder.
Why is fate playing tricks on them all? Previously, he was willing that Song Ngo Lin marry Tok Ku Bwee. After what Fu Giok-su and Thian-ti had done to Song Ngo Lin, he already felt that he did not deserve to be with this young man. But why fate even determine things that make it hurt even more. He would rather see Song Ngo Lin marry Tok Ku Bwee than such a painful reality. Both Song Ngo Lin and Tok Ku Bwee are his best friends.
His heart could not contain the pain to see the suffering they were forced to face. Why did they have to be born as brothers and sisters? Why can fate bring them together so they are involved in this chaotic love...? Luckily, Song Ngo Lin and Tok Ku Bwee had not yet had the chance to commit such a lifelong disgrace. Profit? Is it still appropriate to insert the words 'profit' into this problem?
He remembered the words said by Sen Man-cing when he said that Lin Toako was the son of Song Liong tojin. That is why the woman said that Tok Ku Bwee could not marry Song Ngo Lin.
In the future Song Ngo Lin can only be his. At that time he did not understand at all. He thought Sen Man-cing felt sorry for him for harboring feelings of love secretly.
If only he had not told the lady what he heard in town the other day, Sen Man-cing would not have rushed to prevent Song Ngo Lin and Tokku Hong's wedding. It seems that all this was predetermined by fate. Fu Hiong-kun is a good girl. Under these circumstances, he did not think that it was possible that he would become Song Ngo Lin's wife in the future. The only thing that crossed his mind at that time was to find Song Ngo Lin and persuade him not to do anything stupid.
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The red candle is still burning. The tears of pain have dried.
Song Ngo Lin's tears had indeed been drained. He sat dumbfounded at the table and stared at a pair of red candles with a picture of lion hong which became the symbol of his marriage to Tok Ku Bwee.
The long night has passed. The rain has subsided. The sun's light gradually rising on the eastern horizon and breaking through the window of his room. The sunlight also shone on Song Ngo Lin's face. There was not the slightest bit of reaction in the youth himself.