Locust Blossoms by the Shore

Year after year, locust trees stand on the islet; morning after morning, plum blossoms bloom in the snow. There is someone who struggled to survive in a deep-red hell, using every means to gain power, only to exhaust it all to save someone else. I know that person. She is Su Xiao. I also know the person she saved. That person is Bei Zhu, me. Su Xiao, Su Xiao, in those things I've forgotten, in those indistinct fragments, what did you look like? Su Xiao, Su Xiao, beneath your dazzling, vivid-red makeup, what kind of face did you have? Theme: