Wanjiexingge

Han Tianyin has always known that he is incomplete The soul is like a broken mirror, scattered into infinite time and space. Each piece rises and falls alone in a strange world. She walked through the deep courtyard with strict etiquette, tore up the shackles, and refused to marry, just for freedom; She walked through the troubled times with wars and smoke, never clinging to or sinking, taking her own heart as the ruler, and keeping her purity; She traveled through false and gentle utopias, breaking through illusions and awakening sleeping consciousness; She has reached the pinnacle of knowledge and power, watching the game with a cold eye, not being a chess piece, only the chess player. No system, no tasks, no lover No support, no ties, no destination The world said she was lonely, alien, and defied nature. From beginning to end, she only did one thing - Retrieve those scattered, forgotten, imprisoned selves Wait until all realms are put into order and the fragments are reunited She stood outside the world and raised her eyes slightly From now on, I don't belong to the heavens, I don't follow the rules, I don't get stuck in love I am in my own way