She was a lotus that had been birthed from his unsightly form, a beauty that stood far above the rest. He was the filthy mud that lay beneath the envious waters that desired to shield her celestial form from his longing eyes. They were unlikely lovers in each lifetime, and fate had fought hard to assure cruel separations one after another. In the first life they were the lotus and the soil, in the next; a fairy and the crown prince of heaven. Life after life, one may play a beauty or a pauper. The other, a hero or a peasant.      Do you still remember? The promise we made ages ago...      "Lian-er, no matter what you become, I will always find you and love you."       My dear Fang, no matter what sins you commit, I will always stay by your side.