When I first met Sasifa, Sasifa was 3 years old and I was 18.
When I met Zasifa again, Zasifa was 17 and I was 32.
How absurd that one of my older priests fell in love with the son of Satan one day. My father is kind, and he has not been stingy with my love, so the days went on just like that. I originally thought that Sasifa and I would live like this forever, but this ridiculous relationship was finally cut off completely by Satan's sharp sword, and this unknown love slowly passed away with time.
It seemed like hundreds of years later, the merciful Father gave me life again. After getting used to the life here, I met someone who was very familiar to me but I couldn't remember him. He said his name was Sasifa, I said my name was Sang Hehua, and the story began...
Purpose: To encourage young people to bravely pursue their loved ones and be their truest selves