"If life were simply as it first appeared..."
Xiao Chen stood by the window, silently gazing at the mountains through the window.
Years ago, he had left the Dusty Peak in Kunlun, entered the World of Longevity, and many things thus veered from their original paths.
Upon seeing the inscription carved into the wooden bed, Xiao Chen felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Everything ... starts anew!"
Time fades, beauty ages, offerings come and go. This world is fraught with disappointments; everyone has their fair share of helplessness that cannot be changed.
Xiao Chen stood silently for a long time, then calmly stepped outside. After one last glance at the hut, he resolutely departed.
Some things are destined to be irreversible. There is no need to overthink it. He came here to release his longing completely. He intends to use his determination to completely let go of his past.
What's gone is gone. It can't be changed, nor does it need to be.
