Flowers bloom on the other side. When there are flowers, there are no leaves. When there are leaves, there are no flowers. The flowers and leaves do not meet each other. The crimson color on the banks of the Forgotten River is swaying as usual, blooming with a strange light in the boundless darkness. Standing alone for thousands of years without losing, it seems to be waiting for someone to pick it up, breaking many hearts longing to fly. Wandering lifelessly by the Naihe Bridge, following the guidance, pacing numbly towards reincarnation on the other side. "No!" With a heartbreaking cry, he jumped down without hesitation... With a hoarse and broken voice, as if he hadn't spoken for a thousand years, he whimpered to himself: "Fei'er, you said you'd wait for me, you said it, you said it..." Then he jumped off the thousand-year reincarnation without hesitation...