You taught me how to cultivate immortality and become a god, but you never taught me how to love others. Even if I was bruised and bruised in the end, I wouldn't dare to blame anyone.
I walked through the wind and snow, crawled through thorns, I was covered in scars and my clothes were ragged, even if I was in a high position or in a prison, I was still by your side, asking you to say you love me
Love is as deep as the sea, that seemingly heartless idiot