Three thousand years ago, I was Qingluo, the prince of Qifeng Palace. As far as I could see, the sky and the earth were colorless. He is the only dazzling color that reflects into my gray world.
Three thousand years later, I crawled back from the River of Forgetfulness. Everyone in the world said that I was reborn and wanted to avenge the bloodshed.
But no one knows that my "reborn" eyes can still only see him.
This time, is the color quenched by poison, or is it as warm as ever?
Purpose: Protect what you love in your heart, and protect your true self.