When you treat me well, you wish you had everything, and you would give everything in the world to hold me in your hands. How cruel your methods were when you hated me. The cold-blooded sword passed through my skin. At that moment, I finally understood that there is no possibility for you and me in this life. I looked into the distance and saw the rolling waves of the Minjiang River. I looked back and made a vow that I, Lone Goose, would not avenge me in this life, and I would not be a human being. The fiery red blood streaked across the sky and stained the water of the Minjiang River. I couldn't bear to look at you for the last time, and then I devoted my whole life to jumping in. Your roar behind me has nothing to do with me.