"In the past, a scorpion lived in the desert."
"He had no memories, no name, no accompaniment...….and no heart."
"Living was meaningless to him and similarly, death had no meaning too so he did not wish to live or to die. He just continued surviving without any aim."
"Until one day, another person appeared in the desert. She squatted in front of him, poking his extremely venomous tail with her finger, asking, "Hey, are you lonely?""
"But that scorpion did not know what exactly was lonely? Was it a specific sand in the desert or was it a cloud hanging in the skies?"
Because of this sentence, Bi An's eyes started shining brightly. That moment, all creations in both the heavens and on the ground lost their color. Gu Mengmeng started to lose focus as she stared at how Bi An was telling the story tirelessly like a narrator, detaching himself from it, as if the story was not his.