A dialogue between Mubai and Xiulian.

Mùbái hé Xiùlián yìqǐ zuò zài liánɡtínɡ lǐ.
慕白和秀莲一起坐在凉亭里
Mubai and Xiulian are sitting together in a pavilion

Mùbái: Xiùlián, wǒmen nénɡ ɡòu chùmō de dōnɡxi méiyǒu yónɡyuǎn. Yìqiè dōu shì huànjué. Shīfu shuō "fànɡqì xūqiú， nǐ cái yōnɡyǒu shízɑi."
慕白：秀莲，我们能够触摸的东西没有永远。一切都是幻觉。师父说"放弃虚求，你才拥有实在。"
Mubai：Xiulian, the things we can touch have no permanence. it is all an illusion. The master would say, "A man's primary need is to let go. Only then can he possess what is truly real. "

Xiùlián: shì, shì yǒu xiē shìqínɡ shì xūhuàn de， dànshì yǒuxiē quèshì wúnài de zhēnshí. Bǐrú, shǒu， nándào bú shì zhēnshí de mɑ？
秀莲：是，是有些事情是虚幻的，但是有些却是无奈的真实。比如，手，难道不是真实的吗？
Xiulian: Yes, I am sure many things are an illusion. Yet some are hopelessly real. Like my hand. Wasn't that real?

Mùbái: Shuānɡdāo dàxiá de shǒu, yòu cū yòu yìnɡ. Wǒ shì nàme kěwànɡ nénɡ chùmō tā, què cónɡ yě méi ɡǎn. Xiùlián, wǒmen shēnpánɡ wòhǔ-cánɡlónɡ, dāojiàn lǐ cánɡ xiōnɡ, zhēnzhènɡ de xiōnɡjī què cánɡ rénxīn lǐ. Wǒ xiǎnɡ wèi nǐ ér líkāi jiānɡhú， kě qiáo，què dài ɡěi wǒ shénme yànɡ de máfɑn。
慕白：双刀大侠的手，又粗又硬。我是那么渴望能触摸它，却从也没敢。秀莲，我们身旁卧虎藏龙，刀剑里藏凶，真正的凶机却藏人心里。我想为你而离开江湖，可瞧，却带给我什么样的麻烦。
Mubai：Rough and calloused. The hand of a Shuang Dao master. How I've longed to touch it and never dared! Xiulian, we are beset with peril, and it is not weapons. The real resides in the human heart. I tried to leave the Jianghu world for you and look what trouble that had brought us.

Xiùlián: Yāyì zhǐ huì rànɡ ɡǎnqínɡ ɡènɡ qiánɡliè.
秀莲：压抑只会让感情更强烈。
Xiulian: The feeling one represses just strengthen.

Mùbái: Shuō dé duì, dàn wǒ nénɡ zěnme bàn ne ? Wǒ xīwànɡ wǒmen … … jiù zhe yànɡ yíkuài'ér zuò zhe, wǒ fǎn'ér nénɡ ɡǎnjué dào zhǒnɡ jídà de pínɡjìnɡ.
慕白：说得对，但我能怎么办呢？我希望我们……就这样一块儿坐着，我反而能感觉到种极大的平静。
Mubai: You are right, but what do i do then? What I would like is us...together as we are here. It gives me a sense of infinite peace.