Past life, present life,
A sad and hopeless world,
Is it nostalgia? Is it discarded?
Staring at the darkness of this world,
Leaving a drop of cold tears,
Or holding a trace of reluctance.
All of this can only be chosen by ourselves,
Or, you can't choose by yourself...
You linger in the past, waiting for frost to fall all over the sky
I can't solve my troubles. Plant red lotuses and they will bloom soon.
Whose love is deep and shallow in the thousand years of loneliness?
In what year will we meet again? Who has blurred the past?
From the underworld to the mortal world, she has no past and is not willing to reincarnate. She just doesn't want to leave. She forgot everything, she only remembered that person called her - Wangchuan.