Ten years? Century? Millennium? I don't remember it anymore, but the person I waited for didn't come after all. I still remember what I said back then: Because... I am ashamed of my senior brother, so I waited for him in the underworld. If he doesn't come, I won't leave. I want to say sorry to him personally. It has been so long since then, long enough for Xiao Linghua to atone for her sins and be reincarnated, long enough for Ziying to drink Meng Po soup lightly, and the past has disappeared into smoke. The person I was waiting for still didn't come. Yun Tianqing gave a bitter smile and said, forget it, you owe him this.
Even though hundreds of years have passed, some things can never be forgotten.