What is Jianghu? Is it a world of swords and swords, or the deep affection and loyalty hidden in the bloody wind? Whenever we discuss this question, there is always an unspeakable feeling in our hearts. Jianghu is not only a complex social network, but also a stage that embraces everything. Here, heroes and common people, chivalry and bandits, friendship and betrayal are everywhere. All the joys and sorrows are eventually swallowed up by the waves of Jianghu and become the dust of history.
However, no matter how Jianghu changes, what cannot be covered up is the soft emotions in it. They surge like water and affect everyone’s fate. Because in this world of blood and fire, the hearts of each of us are inevitably intertwined with the fate of others. And the cause of all this may be just because we can’t escape the word deeply engraved in our hearts-“love”.
Everyone in Jianghu has a story of their own, and these stories often start from a chance encounter. These encounters may be short-lived, or they may be destined to be unforgettable. Just like that day, I met her in the world of mortals – Yang Yuhuan.
She is so beautiful and noble, as if she is the incarnation of the stars and moonlight in the sky, and has an innate charm. Her eyes are always a bit cold, but also with an elusive tenderness. Whenever she walks into the tavern, those heroes in the world will unconsciously stop the wine glasses in their hands and follow her figure with their eyes. It seems that the whole world is stagnant in her smile.
She is not a child of the world, but she can always cleverly shuttle between them, wandering between the ever-changing world and the court. Her identity is not simple. Although she is naturally beautiful, she has enough wisdom and courage to turn the world upside down. She knows how to use her beauty and intelligence to win a place for herself in the world, and at the same time, she also knows how to maintain her rare calmness and rationality in the wind and rain.
And I, as a “prodigal son” in the world, am used to those scenes of revenge and bloody winds, but I still can’t resist her charm of a smile. Our meeting seemed to be arranged by fate, and there seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding in her eyes that neither of us could express.
That night, there was no earth-shattering topic in my conversation with her. We just simply talked about the changes in the world and the trivial things in life. However, on this night, the feelings between us quietly took root.
She told me that although the world is chaotic, the human heart is often the most unpredictable. She has witnessed too many people going to the abyss because of greed and power, and she has seen too many heroes fall into traps set by others because of momentary negligence. In her eyes, the dangers of the world are far more than the sharpness of the sword, but more about the unpredictable hearts.
I listened to her words, and secretly admired her wisdom and depth in my heart. She has long seen through the darkness and hypocrisy of this world, but she still chooses to stick to her principles and bottom line. This courage and determination is rare in the world.
“Why did you choose to stand on this road?” I asked her.
She looked into the distance and answered softly: “I didn’t choose this road, but was chosen by this road. Jianghu is a place where people can’t turn back. Once you step into it, you are destined to never go back to the past.”
Her voice was a little sad, but as firm as iron. She didn’t regret her choice. In fact, in my opinion, there was a different kind of firmness in her eyes. She had long understood that no matter how tortuous life was, only by maintaining her beliefs and original intentions could she live more calmly in this complex world.
She was always full of contradictions. She had unparalleled beauty and a stronger heart than anyone else. In the turmoil of Jianghu, she never took the initiative to seek power, but she could always control the situation unconsciously; she never made friends easily, but she could always get help from others at critical moments.
We once fought side by side in a dispute in Jianghu. At that time, she was calm and decisive, like a general commanding thousands of troops. I deeply admire her intelligence and courage, and in that battle, I also realized for the first time that Yang Yuhuan was no longer an ordinary woman in the rivers and lakes, but a hero who could stand on her own.
However, just like the law of rivers and lakes, heroes cannot escape the tricks of fate. Although our feelings were deeply imprinted with each other at that moment, I still knew clearly that the rivers and lakes were not a place where people could settle down. In this world full of variables, no one can predict what will happen next. And we are destined to drift in the torrent of fate, let the wind and clouds change, and we can only try our best to be that small boat and go with the flow.
Yang Yuhuan finally left me and disappeared in that prosperous rivers and lakes. And I still continue to wander in this rivers and lakes, continuing to do those unfinished things. I often recall that beautiful woman in the middle of the night and the time we spent together. Although she has gone away, her figure in my heart can never disappear.
The rivers and lakes is, after all, a place that makes people unable to stop. Everyone’s fate is intertwined here into a web that cannot be escaped. However, in this chaotic world, perhaps it is those short-lived but profound emotions that make us still unwilling to give up and still willing to fight for it, even at the cost of our lives.