Three Lives Three Worlds Pillow Book: You sealed me with a single palm, leaving me with an eternal love affair.
Love, and you will share this world; hate, you will endure it eternally. You are the most handsome man in this world, but you have aged, freezing your everlasting, never-fading beauty.
Donghua, your white hair flows smoothly, left by your departure; a purple robe, your devotion to creating a new world. And I, we were always forgotten by you, yet you waited for countless years.
Who, imprisoned my soul and imprisoned myself? You created a world, and this world belongs to no one but you. Love became a taboo of this world, and only you guarded this world's temptation.
Billions of years of time have weathered your tears; no one can ever moisten your heart. And I, my two drops of blood and tears, bloomed in the swaying of the phoenix flowers, slowly captivating you, Donghua.
Looking back, you created a world with your bones and blood; now, do you know that this world has nothing to do with you? Love, and you will possess the entire world; hate, you must wait for this world day and night.
But only because this world has me, you can never leave, nor can you love others. And you have no love, no hate, letting your existence in this world be an empty image; you live, only a living god image.
You, imprisoned my soul, and imprisoned you, Donghua.
Do you know that Aran Luo dreamed is a fragile dream, your dream is like Shen Ye's – a fragile dream, Muran and Ye Hua both intended to break it; and Donghua, only you guarded it.
Pointed blood and tears like flowers, wherever you are, phoenix flowers sway; sorrowful tears falling, dyed this world's every grass and tree; only you are missing.
In the time equally boundless with time, in the hate equally vast as the universe, my love finally pierced through billions of years of mist, leaving two drops of blood and tears rooted and blossoming in the darkness before dawn.
I fell to death alone, blooming and fading in your heart. But with Fengxiao, your life will never be lonely, I have no regrets.
Donghua, traversing desolate wastelands covered in thorns, stepping over high mountains and low valleys, leaving only a glimmer of your youth. I am wind, fragments of you in this world, always present but never disturbing your life.
Lying on your pillow is your tears, and I gently dried it—it's the secret that you and I have never been known by the world.
, pointed blood and tears, you imprisoned your desires, your love, so you imprisoned my soul, forever letting me ripple in the tides of your heart.
Your calm, unfathomable face deeply engraved my every destructive love; it day and night sculpts you, engraving you into the most handsome man in this world, freezing you into everlasting, un-fading beauty.
, pointed blood and tears, you imprisoned your desires, your love, so you imprisoned my soul, pointed blood and tears, you imprisoned them with one palm. From then on, day and night, candlelight, I sat with you for ten thousand years without speaking.
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