We were strangers in the past, and we forgot each other.
She relied on her remaining life to survive, but he hid all his tenderness and dared not speak,
A confession that lasts until death becomes the last farewell in this life.
And she couldn't even sink and die in love,
Just because the warmth of the beating heart is the only trace of that person left in the world.
Intention: All encounters, ties and regrets are inevitable fate from the beginning.