Fantasy, Fire Dancing and Lotus Blooming

Ten reincarnations, six hundred years of wandering in wind and rain, two hundred and nineteen thousand days and nights, going through seas and mulberry fields, searching hard. . . . . . . "When a person is too dazzling and can no longer be treasured, it is better to let go. You are like the bright moon in the sky, and I am not Chang'e who accompanies you. I am just a bird. No matter how hard I try, I can't fly to the moon. I am too tired, so I choose to give up." Please forgive my cowardice, forgive my giving up, and please don't come to me in the next life. I just want to live a normal life. Yanxue, that charming and beautiful snow, finally buried that scarlet time.