Live Forever

My name is Ning Fan. I would rather be ordinary Ning than be ordinary Fan. The white paper is smeared by the pen called time. I was born to live forever, and I don't know what I am. I can only watch the passion and desolation of others. The hair boy with the wooden sword pointed at the clouds, the immortal with the strings of the piano caressing the waves, the general who used his body to fight to the death... I stole all their "things" one by one and enshrined them into lamps. Until the end of ten thousand years of eternity, I finally understood—— The deepest blank space on my paper is all the evidence of their existence.