Now that we have forgotten each other, why do we still need to remember them?
Now that we are separated, why are we still reluctant to leave?
The sins of the past life, the fate of this life
Why are you still struggling?
...[This is a stupid article. This is a meeting that I, as the author, cannot bear to look back on. [Hey, typo]
Under the cherry blossom tree
Meeting again, looking at each other, Liao Wuyan
She said: Hello, Orochimaru
Golden eyes glanced at her smiling face, and she passed by her. Her long black hair mixed with cherry blossoms were flying in the air, just like before.
She smiled, but tears streaked her smile...
Turns out I forgot...
Don't be fooled by the copywriting.