Qin Luoxian's eyes were red, and she looked at Guan Yan sitting opposite and said, "It was you. It was you who killed my mother. How could I be with you!"
Guan Yan lowered his eyes and remained silent. It wasn't him. He obviously didn't do anything, but the accusation fell on him out of thin air.
Until the truth came out, they saw their hearts clearly, finally took off their guard and hugged each other tightly.
But this love that spanned life and death and started with misunderstanding could not escape the fate in the end. The old friend left, leaving only empty echoes and endless sadness.
Intention: To express the weight of love and hate and the impermanence of fate, and to interpret the deep regret that happiness will not last long after misunderstandings are resolved.
