The world is huge, but there is no place for her. Her whole world has been frozen by her own hands.
The fox, who was locked in thousands of years of ice, wore his inherent arrogant smile and asked her before closing his eyes:
Immortality, so what? Ten years, twenty years, one hundred years, two hundred years? What awaits me after I wake up is a world without you, immortality, so what?
The bright red pupils of the fox in front of him closed his eyes and finally turned into silver-gray, dimly disappearing under her ruthless gaze. The wind and snow in the sky spread away, and fell to the bottom of the valley along with the ice that could not be carried by the rocks of Wanjue River.
But her heart was as calm as the summer she met him, as if the past seven years were just a dream, and he and she were just dreamers. But the long bow tied behind her reminded her that it was she who hit him between the eyebrows with an arrow, it was she who summoned the ice dragon to seal him, it was she who made a pact with the devil with her own blood, and spent a hundred years of her life in exchange for the immortality he should have.
In her words, how worthwhile it is to exchange a hundred years for eternal life! But in fact, she understood that for him, eternal loneliness and living alone were just a kind of torture. However, she could only do this.
"Without me, I hope someone can love you for me so that you won't be lonely again when you wake up."