Seven Generations of Peach Blossoms

The beginning of the story is very cliché. . . At Naihe Bridge. A woman was holding Meng Po soup and said she didn't want to drink it. Po Meng looked at her and sighed: "You will never drink it in your life." What does it mean? It means that she has been here six times, six times without drinking, and six times she has been reincarnated with her memories. She always thought she was looking for him, but in the end - he was looking for her. In his first life, he was an immortal king, and he jumped down from the sky in order to fall into the valley where she collected herbs. In his third life, he was a monk, hammering wooden fish for a hundred years, and every hammer hit his own soul. In the fifth life, he was a mortal and exchanged his life for her illness. Seventh life. He split his soul into seven parts and was reincarnated with only one strand in each life. Just to find her in the crowd and take another look at her. What's the cost? This life is the last. His soul was almost burned out. If she still can't let go, he will be completely gone. Not dead, but gone in a way that never existed. And her current choice is - not to drink the soup, to reincarnate with her memory, to find him, and then watch him disappear. Do you want to ask, why don't you go? Go. Because she wanted to tell him something face to face, something she had been holding back for seven lifetimes but never said. That peach blossom has bloomed and withered. It has bloomed with thanks. He comes and goes and comes. In her seventh life, it was her turn to find him.