He has been looking for her for two lives, using a plum hairpin as a contract, and traveled all over the world just to meet her again.
Every time she falls in love, she forgets a bit; the deeper she loves, the more she forgets.
When the love was as deep as the sea, she no longer recognized the person in front of her.
He knew the outcome, but still sank step by step; she forgot her love, but instinctively protected him.
In the end, the catastrophe came, and she risked her life in exchange for a glimmer of hope for him.
On her deathbed, she asked with tears in her eyes:
"Who are you... But why am I so reluctant to let you go..."
Two lifetimes of infatuation, after all, love is so deep that only forgetfulness remains.
Intent: deep sadomasochistic love