(Thunderbolt) Feiyu's Old Dream

The fire burned his body, but he couldn't feel any burning heat. The figure in white he had been chasing for most of his life was hugging that hateful person and hurried away, leaving him there, burned by the fire in his heart. So, is this what death feels like? Why does it make people feel empty? A beautiful image flashed through his mind, with a smile like a flower. It was a flower that he couldn't bear to destroy. He cared for it carefully, but in the end it couldn't withstand the ravages of time and fell into mud and left him. Just left like this Hua'er loved that whiteness, how could he let that whiteness exist anymore? It's a pity that after decades of entanglement, Bai is still here, but he is gone. Intention: Dream-like