waiting for you to look back

Jabari 2022-03-23 09:03:05



He said to her: When you left, you didn't even look at it, there was a trace of blame and a trace of sadness in your tone.

When she left again, he still stared at the direction she left, his eyes were cold and sharp, he waited for her to turn back, and was reluctant to blink.

Sure enough, this time, she was so far away, looking back, staring deeply, and then leaving through the gorgeous peacock feathers.

He looked at her from a distance, saw her look back, and then the ice in his eyes melted.

At their wedding ceremony, he placed an auspicious mole on the center of her forehead, such a gorgeous red, which set off her beautiful face. In their eyes, I saw: happiness spread...

It was still at the wedding ceremony. , Just when the newlyweds put their hands together in prayer, the candle in front of them suddenly went out. This is an ominous omen, even the gods are reluctant to bless their union. Seeing all this, he quietly lit the candlestick, secretly concealing this ominous foreshadowing, and giving her a possible bright future.

He received news that his mother was seriously ill and had to go back.

She said to him, "Tell the prince to come back quickly, the princess will wait."

He returned to the palace, full of love and happiness, and he embraced his brothers, those who had fought with him for the throne, had The man who assassinated him many times. And all these changes are just because of her, because he loves her, so all the fame and fortune in the world pales in his eyes, including the throne.

He was sent by his father to quell the rebellion, and there was no room for even resistance.

She was still where they met, where they married, keeping his promise to return in two days.

She stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the direction he was leaving, and called out his name.

He once said, "Call my name when you think of me, and I'll show up."

He came back and came back to find her. Although he may not have kept the return date, at least he came back. Then, she disappeared.

What he saw again was her anklet that he had picked up at first, a silver one decorated with a few small bells.

The village where they married was in ruins, and her attendant handed him the token.

Not far away, there were burnt bodies, like her and her younger brother

. He saw his new wife, he had wanted to bring many people, many horses and elephants to pick up the new wife of his palace, he The newlywed wife, who wants to give the most flowers and glory, is now lying in front of him, lying quietly in front of him.

Lying in front of him was a human-shaped ashes.

In the green mountains and plains, he stood on the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain she stood on when he came back. Spread your arms, and in the next instant, you will fly.

fly to find her.

Maybe it was his fate, or maybe it was for their reunion many years later. Someone is looking for revenge.

One fist after another hit him in the face, and every moment he was in a trance, he saw her smiling at him.

She had long hair like waterfalls in the depths of the jungle, she was sitting on a horse and she was graceful and charming, leaning on the trunk and staring at him, her vivid smile was clearly not far away. But he couldn't touch it anymore...

"I want to die instead of victory," he said blankly to his attendants in front of the bright bonfire at night.

It's just that he didn't know that she was not the ashes that made him want to die.

She and her younger brother were trapped in the cave by the attendants, and they were desperate to see him, but there was nothing they could do.

So they just missed it like this, and were separated like this.

She sneaked out to find him. With a fake name and a fake identity that he made up indiscriminately. In the pouring rain, her eyes were full of anxiety and anticipation.

In the distance, he did not hesitate to fight, fight...until he was severely injured and fell down like a relief.

After being rescued by the attendant, he was in a coma, and it was always her name that he called.

Another woman accidentally killed someone to save him on her wedding day. It seems that this is a big taboo. For this reason, this woman may never be married again. Out of gratitude, he married the woman named Devi.

Another wedding, grand and gorgeous, he put another auspicious mole on another woman's eyebrows, but her face flashed in his mind.

His new wife was empathetic, knew she couldn't replace her, and didn't hold grudges.

He said sorry to Devi, she gave him the most tolerance and understanding.

He lives in deep self-blame. He couldn't forgive himself for not being there for her when she needed it most.

Devi: Do you love her that much?

I know that only one person lives in your heart and I can't replace her.

Ashoka: Forgive me, Devi.

Devi: Why? You don't have so much love in your heart, it may be my life...

Ashoka: No, it's not love but pain.

Love's wounds keep you alive or dead. If I could see her again...

Devi: Kawaki is here, in your heart.

Ashoka: Where am I when she needs me?

I promised her...if I go by then, she'll be fine.

Where have I been? Where was I when she died?

Where was I when she called Pawang's name as she breathed?

At this time, she kept looking for him.

She mingled with a group of refugees and ate the food given by the princess Devi. She smiled at the beautiful and kind princess from a distance, but she didn't know that the woman was his wife, and she didn't know that she was so close to him at the moment.

He returned home with victory and his wife, with great glory.

She waited by the road he had to pass, hoping to find him in King Ashoka's army and find her King Pa.

But her retainers came here at this moment, and for the safety of her and her younger brother, they forcibly took away the young prince.

She refuses to leave until she finds him. But when she saw her brother crying and unwilling to leave her, she couldn't let go of her brother and turned around to chase after her.

It's just that, with just one turn, it's another miss.

It was really just a moment, the next moment she turned around, her he, her king Pa, and her king Ashoka passed behind her on horseback.

He waved his hand to the people, and glanced at the stone pillar she had just leaned on.

Her back figure became smaller a little bit, and they let fate play tricks and left in opposite directions.

In the conspiracy for the throne, his mother was killed, and in grief, he made up his mind: destroy everything.

The death of his mother made him angry and made him even more reckless.

After killing all his brothers, he ascended the throne as he wished.

After that, there are endless killings, endless wars of annexation.

People call him: evil Ashoka.

Time and space change, he is the king of the Peacock Dynasty, and she is not dead, but the princess of a small tribe he is about to attack.

At the same moment, the two of them performed the same ritual in different places, they kissed the sword in their hands and prayed for victory before the battle.

He was wielding his sword, and he only wanted to conquer that tribe.

She is also dancing the sword, using the swordsmanship he once taught her, in order to protect her own people and defend the land left by her ancestors.

It's just that she didn't know that she was going to fight against him.

It was him who had been waiting for her for so long, and the one who had put a cinnabar mole on her brow and vowed to grow old with her.

Their war has begun.

She finally looked back at the fighting on the battlefield, but a thunderbolt hit her.

She saw that he, who was fighting on the same horse, her King Pa, was desperately slaughtering her clan.

She shouted his name and ran to him.

The two of them used to love each other like that. They sang, danced, and played in the water together.

They had been struggling to find each other. He almost died for her.

He laughed for her, cried for her; she waited for him, hoped for him...

They were supposed to be like princes and princesses in fairy tales, living happily ever after, but the cruel reality made them Meet each other on the battlefield.

What could be more tragic than the reunion of two lovers in such a time and such a place, in such a way?

In the end, the little prince asked the end of the story he had told about the prince and the princess.

He held her brother who was about to die, and told him that the prince had come back, and with a lot of horses and elephants, he took the princess, and they lived happily, very happily.

In the process of looking for her, he saw the scene after the war for the first time: rivers of blood and corpses.

He won, won the tears of widows, the cry of orphans, the ashes of bodies.

He knew he had won everything and ruined everything.

He eventually gave up the throne to become a traveler. Stop love, stop violent travelers.

Afterwards, the evil Ashoka became the Buddhist Ashoka, and the flame of Buddhism reached Egypt from Sri Lanka to Macedonia through his children. And, after his death, his spirit lived on for thousands of years.

I just regret that the prince and the princess are still living separately after all...

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