I seemed to have grown a pair of wings and flew lightly into the sky.
Drifting further and further away, I look at you getting smaller and smaller. Xi Mo, why do you always refuse to look up at me? Don't you want to take one last look at me?
No matter how hysterically I scream, you still can't hear me.
Goodbye, my beloved, goodbye, my Shengxuan.
I will pray for you in the clouds.
My body is slowly disappearing, and the past is unfolding before my eyes scene by scene.