The vast spring of March,
Wu Xingxue rescued a young man who was covered in blood and dressed in a mess.
From then on, Wu Xingxue was no longer lonely.
They crossed the mountains and rivers of the four seasons and traveled through the world of mortals,
Then return to the origin of destiny.
A kind farmer saved a dying snake on a cold winter day.
Finally, he was buried in the belly of a snake.
"Don't cry, don't cry..."
The young man hugged Wu Xingxue tightly, his finger bones turning white from the force.
He lovingly licked away the tears from the corners of Wu Xingxue's eyes,
The eyebrows and eyes are as curved as before.
His pain was piercing, his despair heartbreaking.
No one can go back.
Destiny is an ups and downs moving point,
Hate leads love in completely opposite directions, love teaches hate and carves a boat for a sword.
Intention: The foundation of love is to love oneself
