The dream is a bit ethereal, but it feels real. It keeps moving forward. There is no light in the distance as people say. I can only see the road under my feet. I don't know how long it is, and I don't know where it leads. Some people are dreaming, but they can't tell who is in whose dream.
The first time we met, you stole my first kiss and I didn't know it.
The second time we met, you took root in my heart, but you never returned.
The third time we met, I glanced at you from afar, but you shot an arrow that cut off love.
The fourth time, the fifth time... How deeply do you want to hurt me...
I would rather never meet again, but fate teases me again and again, so I have to choose to escape. But the world is so big, how can I escape the fate of meeting you.
How many years later, I have become a descendant of the Phoenix, and you have become a highly respected minister. How can we fill the gap between us? You want your rights, I want my freedom. Why should I have to abide by your game? In the world of games, I would rather the Phoenix Nirvana than your so-called love.
