The only thing I remember about him is three things: a masked face with no expression, the extremely majestic sword raised above my head, and a title of prince of the gods that everyone in the world needs to respect. When the sword raised above my head fell, it destroyed not only my home, but also the person I had been relying on. From then on, an insurmountable gap was created between us. From the bottom of my heart, I wished he could be buried with the deceased person. When I saw him again, there was no mask on his face. It was a face I had never seen before. The thing he said the most was: "Azhu, I miss you so much." There were two men lying at the bottom of the deep pool of the cold black hole. One was someone I needed to rely on in this life, and the other was someone I had hated. These two men had been entangled with me all my life, and no one could let go of me. The bright red Bianhua flower on my forehead is just a mark of me, but it has been crazy twice. Once it made me do the same thing forever for thousands of years, and once it bloomed all over the bottom of the lake and dyed the entire Yiqin Sea red. After experiencing two painful separations, I suddenly realized that in fact, all I wanted in my life was to miss him and love him. A simple cup of tea and a round fan, so that one of them could turn into thoughts and the other into love, and then I could spend the rest of my life with him.
Intention: love and tenderness