Another hundred years. But a hundred years has no meaning to me.
I'm so lonely.
I now deeply understand what my sister told me at that time: loneliness.
I also know that the original decline of Samsara Lake was not Yuxuan's fault. It's my sister. My sister was so lonely that she no longer wanted to live. So she dragged me and Yuxuan through her previous reincarnation.
I understood everything, but it was too late. Yuxuan's bones must have turned into ashes. Even if he comes back to life, there will no longer be anything called love in our souls.
I finally couldn't bear the loneliness, so I transformed into a colorful water chestnut flower and asked her to accompany me through this life on the Samsara Lake. This time, the colorful water chestnut flower I transformed can live for a long time, long enough to accompany me for another hundred years, long enough to live longer than me...
The story on Samsara Lake is still unfolding.
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