Three thousand years ago, in the fairy mountain lotus pond, the lonely god jumped into the mortal world. She saw everything, feeling guilty but silent.
Two thousand years ago, in the capital city of the world, the young master walked and chanted with a smile and his clothes were stained with blood. She made everything wrong and died with him in despair.
A thousand years ago, in the barren tomb, the ignorant ghost smiled innocently at her. Her heart was full of hatred, and she spoke in a deep voice,
"Are you willing to live for me, die for me, have your life and soul be for me, and never abandon or betray me?"
"Okay."
Three drops of blood make a cursed wish. From now on, what you wish for is what I wish for. From then on, the rest of his life was dedicated to her, but he never thought that one day, he would forget her.
"He doesn't remember you anymore."
"So what? He said that his life, soul, and everything are mine. Even if he forgets me so completely, he still belongs to me."
"But he no longer knows he said that."
"Then I will remind him that I would rather we never meet each other than face each other without knowing each other. I would rather that we both suffer without solution than use forgetfulness as a deception."