One male and one female.
Men are heroes.
What about women? Nothing particularly beautiful. However, how can a hero win the favor of a mediocre person? Therefore, she could be considered a beauty, so to speak.
Heroes and beauties, those who have told stories for thousands of years are tired of telling them, and those of us who listen to stories are also tired of ourselves. In those beautiful stories from time immemorial, the heroes are magnificent and the beauties are charming. Blindly flirting with each other, entangled in love. It cannot be boiled by water or melted by fire. Such a deep love for the earth, in the end, the hero will be in ruins and the beauty will be old. I had no choice but to borrow the faint red from the western sky and end it hastily and sadly.
Can't compare to them.
It has nothing to do with childhood sweethearts, nor does it have anything to do with past and present lives. It is just a thread of marriage in the secular world.