My name is Wei, and this is a country of immortality.
My lover is a short-lived ghost, he doesn't belong here.
I had three chances to take him out.
For the first time, he said: "You belong here and I belong to you."
He stayed. I support his decision.
The second time, he escaped during the daytime festival and I handed him the key to the gate.
I hope he goes away.
The third time...
He said he loved it here and wanted to be with me forever.
His dull feathers make me sick, he doesn't belong here at all.
Immortality is real, and so are freedom and love.
Concept: seeing the function of things