[Seven Heroes and Five Gallants] An Unfinished Bond Between Cat and Mouse

"Zhan Zhao." "Who is that?" "Zhan Zhao, have you really forgotten?" "Who are you?" "You really... have forgotten... forgotten..." The voice drifted eerily from somewhere unknown. It seemed to mingle with a song sung by someone whose identity was unclear. "They all say that the lovesick are foolish, that the tender-hearted are always hurt by the heartless. Heaven may never grow old, and love may never fade, yet the red thread of fate has vanished. I ask the mandarin ducks, why must the pair who fly side by side suffer? Why has tenderness turned to indifference..." "Who... are you, really?"