A demon may live for a thousand years, yet in the end it all amounts to nothing but an illusory dream. What is eternal life worth without love? A thousand years of cultivation, all for the chance to take human form in that fleeting, dazzling instant and be remembered by you. A million years of solitude mean nothing beside love. I would give up my immortality for you, but why, when I can finally stand at your side in a wedding dress, do I discover that it was all just a dream?
The dream breaks; the pipa sounds, and chaos reigns. We become fleeting shadows, and with one blink, everything is gone.
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I think words are more beautiful than stories. The plot is a bit thin. This white fox actually entered a brothel... I always feel it's a bit strange... Of course, this is purely a personal opinion.
Each chapter is too short. . .
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