This youth was essentially a fusion of contradictions at heart.
When dealing with enemies, he could kill with a joke and a smile, his face unchanging, his heart both cold and hard.
To the vast majority of the world, he often put on a disdainful stance, as if nothing really mattered to him.
It seemed as if he were inherently disconnected from the entire world, out of place.
He was himself, and the world was the world, two incompatible entities, totally separate matters.
But when it came to the people he cared about, his friends, those he acknowledged, his heart was softer than anyone's, favoring friends over principles, which was nothing but routine for him.
Concerning the true sentiments of this world, he was someone who could only acquire but never lose.
Dong Xiaoyan once heard her father, Dong Canglan, comment on such people: indeed, these people live a very tiring existence in this world.
Alas.
