A cup of lovesickness conveys the sadness of separation,
Half a lifetime of unforgettable love.
The tower is still hard to find,
The prosperity is futile.
She just felt like a moth fluttering into the flame. She didn't care about gain or loss. She was arrogant about everything. There was only that ball of warmth in her eyes, the only warmth in many years. Therefore, she would not hesitate to be broken into pieces and fall into the Abi Hell.
How can everything in this world go as planned. She saw him standing in front of her, still with a familiar face, but as cold as ice, and she had not seen him since.