The night is as cold as water, and the candles shed tears. The water sleeve dance lasted for a while, and all the love, hate and sorrow were gone.
The curtain moves and the wind blows, and the blood splashes and the song ends.
Recalling yesterday's romance,
Sad without tears.
He Jing: I thought the relationship between us could only go from poverty to poverty, but I didn't expect that I would be allowed to see you again. That was something that was not allowed even in my dreams. In this way, Xiaoran, I have no regrets in this life.
Hairan: I want to remember, remember you, remember our past, remember the promise you made, and remember the love I fully delivered. If this is the case, then I can still survive the loneliness for most of my life.