Du Ruiqing suddenly remembered that day when Su Zui stood on the edge of the cliff. The golden sunset shone on him, and his waist-length black hair was coated with a layer of golden light. His clothes were fluttering, like a dream, an illusion, or a fairy. When he turned around, he was met with a pair of slightly smiling eyes, his eyes were sparkling, and he said: "I said we will meet eventually, do you remember?"
It's probably like this. If I come as promised, then in the abyss of these years, we will eventually meet one day.