When Will the Endless Tribulations End?

For countless years, he sat alone atop the high platform, witnessing the joys and sorrows of all living beings, yet he alone could not see through the fate that bound him to her.

It still felt like yesterday: the sky was clear and blue, peach blossoms fell like rain across the heavens, and thunder roared, splitting the heavy clouds...

Now, at last, he understood that even the collapse of heaven and earth had merely served as a backdrop for her.

How sad that so many dreams of this fleeting life remain impossible to wake from. Was it her obsession that would not fade, or his inability to let go?

"So regret... weighs far more heavily than love!"

Everything in this story is made up by the author and is complete nonsense. Please don't take it seriously.