In the deep palace, nothing is yours...
Only the blue sky above my head
I know I can't love, but I love it anyway. I know I can't get it, but I still have delusions...
"Sixth Sister, can this piece of blue sky be a gift from Third Brother to you?"
Many, many years later, I can still clearly remember the blue sky that the boy gave me that day...
And, the infinitely affectionate blue reflected in the young boy's eyes...