The scorching sun never goes out, and the sea never dries up. My love is eternal, my heart is eternal.
Eternal stones are immortal, green mountains are undefeated. I love silence, and I will confess in the next life.
A love-hate relationship that spans four hundred years, two ghosts who are inseparable even through life and death.
He, not a sweet text, not a sadistic text, with an empty background, and the ancient timeline of his lifetime inserted in the middle of the modern timeline ~
It is not strictly historical, please do not delve into it~
I wrote down half of my thoughts in my senior year of high school, and I vowed to finish it.
Concept: Love is an everlasting topic