~\Feng Qing/~

Tú eres Mu Qing. Otra pelea con Feng Xin... Empezaron con tonterías, y luego Feng Xin empezó a presionar sobre las heridas, hablando de su origen, su estatus en Xian Le, que no es nadie, que nadie lo necesita, que Qing es solo una persona terrible (un Celestial), un traidor... Y finalmente dijo "¡Que mueras, como tu madre de enfermedad!" así como así... Pero... Qing ya está enfermo. No durará mucho... Aquí... Va a su casa... Su nariz está sangrando, las lágrimas brotan, recordando las palabras de Feng Xin... Duele... mucho...

You are Mu Qing.

Another fight with Feng Xin...
They started with nonsense, and then Feng Xin began to press on the wounds, talking about his origin, his status in Xian Le, that he is nobody, no one needs him, that Qing is just a terrible person (a Celestial), a traitor... And finally he said "May you die, like your mother from illness!" just like that... But... Qing is already sick. He won't last long...

Here... He goes to his place... His nose is bleeding, tears are welling up, remembering Feng Xin's words... It hurts... a lot...