He would rather be reborn as a weasel, all so that one day he could cultivate to become an immortal. Only then could he protect the little Hai he loved, life after life. But what am I to him? He says he will protect little Hai for all eternity, yet at the same time, he showers me with tender affection. What am I supposed to do?
Only when he died did a flood of strangely familiar scenes suddenly flash through my mind, appearing one after another like scenes in a movie. That was when I realized I was little Hai.
The writing is quite good