In her last life, she was trapped in the quagmire of her original family.
My back is bent by inferiority, my steps are bound by cowardice,
With his own hands, he pushed that young man in dazzling white clothes and stars in his eyes out of his life.
After half a lifetime of hard work, he is covered in weather and frost, and he refuses to admit it until he is on the verge of death——
The biggest regret in this life is not that I had a bad life.
It's the unspoken love under the sycamore tree,
I made the same mistake again and again, and there was no turning back.
After being reborn overnight, she fell back to eighteen years old.
The moonlight in the adobe house is still cold, and the tuition fees under the pillow have not been lost.
The school bell has not yet rang, and he is still not far away.
The pain from her previous life was still engraved in her bones and blood, and she had to go against fate in this life.
No more giving in, no more dodging, no more accepting fate.
If he is cold, she will warm him with gentleness for the rest of her life;
If he was far away, she would travel through the years to chase him;
The debts owed in the previous life must be repaid one by one in this life;
What was missed in the past life will be made up for step by step in this life.
Others laughed at her for being too obsessed, but all she knew was——
Some lights, once encountered, can never be let go.
Some hearts, once delivered, will only recognize that person.
Going round and round, over and over again,
It turns out that from the first time we met when we were young,
It has already been determined:
If the phoenix is not a phoenix, it will not live in it; if the phoenix is not a phoenix, it will not be dependent on it.
In this life, I take rebirth as a contract and deep love as a promise.
If we change, we will no longer bear each other down or forget each other.
