Bewitched by a Demon

All things have a spirit.

Humans come after immortals, demons after humans, and monsters after demons.

After a thousand years of cultivation, I finally attained the Dao and became an immortal, only to discover that everything was nothing more than an illusion at the tip of a finger.

Flowers in a mirror, the moon in water: what is real and what is false?

Whose lies adorned my dreams, and whose lies did my dreams fulfill?

All the affairs of the mortal world pass in the blink of an eye. In this brief lifetime, can we truly forget what happened between us?

Or is this merely a tribulation ordained by fate?

I am grateful to the first person who fell in love with me. He let me be loved, and taught me how to love someone in return.

I am grateful to the first person I fell in love with. He taught me how to cherish, how to be understanding, how to wait, how to wipe away my tears and be strong, and how to tell myself not to cry.

I am grateful to those who once loved me. He quietly supported me all along. Although he was not the one who ultimately walked hand in hand with me, he will always remain a beautiful, innocent memory from my life.

I am grateful to the person I fell in love with, who loves me in return. He has always stayed by my side and accepted me. We may both have plenty of flaws; we may argue and go days without speaking over some little thing. But afterward, we take each other's hands again and embrace, making up without a word. Because we understand and cherish each other, because we have long since become part of each other's lives, we find the courage to go on, supporting each other through the one-of-a-kind bond between us, all the way to this day.

I am his happiness, and he is mine.

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