A Thought of Light and Dust

Deep in the ancient mountain forest, the giant bronze tree has been silent for thousands of years. He lowered his heart-shaped leaves to build a green dome to protect the fragile little moonlight flower under his feet, even at the expense of himself, "leaking" precious little bits of light and dust for her in the gaps between the leaves. After a hundred years of protection, under his shade and nourishment by his essence and blood, tide transformed into a beautiful blue plant. Tide's spiritual roots are shackled by her homeland, and she will never truly awaken. Cang, who had an insight into all this, made a decisive choice on the night of the full moon - he burned the life essence accumulated over hundreds of years, and condensed it into the dazzling hundred-year-old Yimu Heart Essence through weeping blood! Her bloom is his eternal silence. Light and dust are a contract, life and death are parting, and the ultimate protection and the desolation of losing a loved one are written down.