True love belongs to you and will accompany you through life and death. The moment I saw you, I already decided where my heart belongs.
So I risked my life to pursue it. These 800 years of practice are just for you to look back attentively.
But why, when I got you, I didn't get happiness?
Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist, midnight comes and dawn goes. Who is my short-term illusion, and who is my long life?