The red dust was just a dried up bone. The sea of blood rose to the heavens, reversing the passage of time. This was a question to the heavens. Laughing at the cycle of reincarnation, asking the floating snow, remembering people but difficult, willing to flip space and time! If I don't open my eyes, if I do, I will defy the heavens. The loneliness of ten thousand lives, the eternal belonging. From now on, I will be the limitless future.