"What's so good about the human world? Why do all of my closest relatives and loved ones risk their own lives to protect them, even if they are my enemies?!"
"Why? Why am I always someone others can abandon?! Why does God never favor me?!"
"Why did he give me such a life? But also gave me eternal life?!"
With her voice weeping blood and her heart-wrenching words, Song Changwan stood in the red sky and on the giant lotus, with silver hair as dazzling as a waterfall. Song Changwan, who was wearing a silver and vermilion gown, had eyes full of defiance and disdain for all living beings, and he smiled wantonly, wantonly, and painfully. But at the end of his laugh, he shed a few tears. He lowered his head and looked at the dark-colored figure on the ground, and his voice suddenly softened a bit.
"Qingli, my relatives betrayed me, my mother blamed me, everyone in the world hates me, you see..."
Song Changwan smiled.
"I only have you..."
A red lotus is falling down, and all the beauties will die...
Which is right or wrong, black or white? It's hard to say…
Intention: Man cannot be above nature