The first time I saw him, he was standing on the bank of the Wangchuan River wearing aqua clothes. At just one glance, I felt that the color of his clothes did not match the underworld.
A hundred years later, I asked him: "Other wandering souls have gone to reincarnate, what are you waiting for?"
He turned to look at the white world, "I'm waiting for this heavy snow to end."
Another hundred years later, he is still there.
I told him: "I have seen the person you are waiting for. When she crossed the River of Forgetfulness, the Manzhu and Shahua on the other side were in full bloom."
The second time I saw him, he had changed into white clothes. I saw him staring at the water of Wangchuan in a daze, so I asked again: "The water of Wangchuan has been flowing for thousands of years. What are you waiting for?"
He slowly closed his eyes, "I'm waiting for this song to end."
"Tell me, if I forget that person's appearance, how will I find her in the next life?"
"Then look for her with all your heart."
"But I have no heart."
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