Huaian Storyteller

My name is Zixi, and I have lived in the world of immortals for hundreds of lives. I have destiny points, You can change your family background, your bones, and your spiritual roots. I got an incredible talent in exchange In exchange for his cultivation, he reached heaven. But I can't get back that autumn A lame old man who can't speak Take a taste of the new rice I grow. I can't bring my son back to safety On the frozen soil of the border Eat another bowl of poached egg noodles I made. Immortality is not a gift, it is a curse. It makes me remember everyone And everyone forgot about me. Now I sit under the old locust tree Take this story of a hundred lives Tell it to a little girl who doesn't understand anything.