She signed an agreement and entered the "Origin Realm" to live through ten lifetimes.
In every life, she would meet him. In every life, she would fall in love with him.
At the end of each life, her memories would be erased, leaving her with nothing.
But he never forgot.
He remembered her clumsily learning about medicinal herbs, the unsteady figure she cut while carrying water, and the way she tilted her head up to ask, "Do you believe in another life?"
He remembered how long she had waited for him in that life.
In the tenth life, she finally remembered everything: every embrace he had hidden from her, every word she had forgotten, every sentence left unsaid.
But by then, he was already gone.
If forgetting is our fate, then I would rather remember you until my very last moment.
