I have traveled to the future alone. There was no blue sky, no white clouds, and no island named Fuso; the legendary ancient country in the Middle East sea became an ancient tree and an ancient legend. So where did he end up? I didn't ask. I just said to myself in my heart: Say those pretentious words again, for the last time.
"If you die, I will divide your soul into two halves: one will carry the memories of this life and find an ancient temple to become a monk; the other will die and live innocently.
If I die, I will die in Fusang; if I live, I will live in Fusang. A hundred years from now, a thousand years from now, or ten thousand years from now, we will always have the chance to meet again. "