It was only a long, long time later that I realized that she was immortal while slowly decaying during her long years of loneliness. On a warm spring night, she began to rot uncontrollably, starting from the layers of peeling hair and skin. Wushuang Wushuang, this loneliness is indeed unparalleled in the world, which coincides with her name Wushuang. ... At dusk when I was waiting for your return, I thought of Wushuang again, and the long and regretful years she had gone through. I am different from her. I have your love in my heart and the hope you give me.
Intention: Always quiet
