Is love just a matter of words? She doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe that those memories are gone!
I'm sorry, he said silently in his heart
I love you, his heart is bleeding
She knelt in front of the palace door, the cold liquid streaking across her cheeks.
She drank the water of forgetfulness and forgot about him.
Half a year later, the assassin died. He rushed to find him, but only got the words "Who are you?"