The sky is blue.
Reaching out, I want to touch your cheek again... It's so hard, my vision is getting blurry, and finally there is only your deep black pupils...
"Ah, you're still alive?" Yun Qing looked at his pale hands. "Young man, you shouldn't die. Drink this Meng Po soup cooked by the Wangchuan River and forget your past life and start over!" Eh? Yun Qing turned around to look for the source of the sound, but only saw a lone blood-yellow river and a lone bridge, with a deep black stone standing on the bridge. The color was just like his eye color. Yun Qing looked at the "Meng Po Soup" in his hand and thought of the old voice again. A trace of hesitation and reluctance flashed in his eyes but he still drank the bowl of Meng Po Soup...
According to legend, there is a road called Huangquan Road, a river called Wangchuan, and a bridge on the river called Naihe Bridge. When you walk across the Naihe Bridge, there is an earthen platform called Wangxiang Terrace. Beside the Wangxiang Terrace, there is an old woman who is building in China. Next to the Wangchuan River, there is a stone called the Sansheng Stone. Meng Po Tang will make you forget everything. The Sansheng Stone records your past and present lives. We walked across the Naihe Bridge, took one last look at the human world on the Wangxiang Terrace, and drank a cup of Wangchuan water. "We are destined to have no share in this life," so why force it?