When I saw you for the first time, there was endless fairy music, fairies dancing gracefully in green clothes, and the fairy family toasting and talking and laughing. Only you were sitting alone in front of the case, drinking by yourself with your eyebrows lowered, your hair scattered on the floor, and a faint smile.
When I saw you again, I was the boy who delivered the wine. You glanced at it and said in a cold voice, "Put it there." But I didn't dare to take another look, but I couldn't help but secretly caught a glimpse of your drunkenness, intoxicated by the aroma of the wine, and suddenly my heart disappeared.
After that, I always rush for the opportunity to send wine. I just want to go to your palace and look at you from a distance. This look will last a thousand years. I am no longer that little boy, but you are still the Lord Yuqian who is respected by all the immortals.
Even if I am thrown into the devil world because of you, I still want to see you again and listen to your voice. The bones were broken one by one, and the flesh was torn apart by the monster. This bone-gnawing pain is just to ask you, "In these thousand years, have you really not noticed my feelings for you? If you have noticed, why did you still let me give you this thousand years of wine..."