A big dream, the entanglement of three people.
Kunlun's virtual peaks are blown by the cold wind.
It's God's will to trick people, and his deep feelings are willing to turn into blood. I only hope that she will be worry-free for the rest of her life.
In countless dreams, obsessions grow wantonly, like ghosts and monsters that cannot be dissipated.
I love you, so I will help you.
Hiding for thousands of years, just for an illusory promise.
Countless nights, she lay beside him, longing for some warmth in that cold body.
Seventy thousand years is too long, long enough to bury everything in the past.
Waiting for you, desperate but without regrets.