You never know that I want to be with you so much that we can celebrate happiness, support each other in sickness, and accompany you in loneliness until the end of our lives...
That year, spring came very early in Ziyang Fairy Mountain, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom. One tree after another stood on the roadside, and when touched, they flew all over the sky. I was led by my mother as I walked along quickly. The fallen peach petals lightly rubbed against the skirt of my clothes and swirled down. Only the faint fragrance is left, filling the whole road.
That year, my mother's blood dyed the ground of the shrine red, stained my snow-like hair, and transformed into bright amber under the fiery red sunset. The peach blossoms are all scattered, and all the grasses are withered.
It was that year that he stabbed the Demon-Slaying Sword into my chest with his own hands. My world returned to chaos in an instant. I would rather be blind, deaf, and lose all my memory. The brokenness and coldness in my heart was like a thousand-year glacier. There was no wave in my eyes, I just looked at the man who cost me my life quietly. He called me a devil...
I smiled miserably and lay down quietly. It seemed like I had a long dream. In the dream, I was kneeling in front of the statue of God, clasping my hands together. What is the devil? What is a devil?