Gu Shiyi spoke earnestly, "Sometimes you need to restrain yourself, sometimes you can only choose the relatively less terrible option among bad choices, because you have a more important life, a unique mission bestowed upon you by heaven."
Jiang Wang replied, "I don't think I'm such a special person. My flaws and strengths make me who I am."
He thought, my life is about my own choices, my mission is not bestowed by any existence.
However, Gu Shiyi just waved his hand, "You're not drinking anymore, staying here is meaningless, go!"
Jiang Wang didn't say much, just wished him well.
They got up and, with a slight drunkenness, stepped onto the clouds and left.
Coming and going is nothing but a few bowls of wine.
This body drifts like a cloud.
The desolate mountain is sparsely populated.
It is unknown who built this pavilion on the mountain top.
In fact, it has already fallen into disrepair. The red paint has peeled off, and the wind shows rotten wood.
