The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop. I want to be ordinary, but why do people treat me like this? I want to avenge my hatred, but why do they let me meet him. The winter sun is so warm that I can't bear to erase it.
Thousands of years, thousands of hardships. Suddenly looking back, I realized that I had been waiting for thousands of years just for those words...
(Although the previous writing is very attractive, when it comes to the plot, haha, it is just a very old-fashioned story about the entanglement of demons and fairies. I am a newbie, so updates are slow, so please forgive me)