Twenty Years in the Mortal Realm, and I Return as a God with Love Debts?

Ten years of friendship, three years without a word

A childhood quarrel, regrets that came with time

A bright pearl necklace, secretly holding a token of peace

Laughter and smiles, red walls and green tiles

An exotic bloom in a beautiful garden, a sigh by the sacred lake

Seeking the Dao in the next life, gods and Buddhas sculpted together

Frost-blue breath fades in the darkness, their necks entwined as they long to kiss