Our eyes met, he smiled, and so did I. This smile seemed to reach the coldest place in my heart. I always felt that he was the person I had been waiting for for four reincarnations, the person who could resolve my heart.
Maybe no one will believe the history that is not recorded in the history books, but I am who I am, and I am a person who has been forgotten by history. If I didn't exist in this world, everything would be the same. But for history, I may be an indispensable part. My unchangeable identity makes me so pitiful, but there is nothing I can do about it...
In the red tent, the newcomers were confused. He raised the corners of his mouth and used the golden branch of love to pick up the red makeup of his sweetheart; I, as cold as ice, had already been hurt by love and melancholy in my heart. Tears slid down the corners of the eyes, dripping on the ground and scattered; dripping on the heart, stinging. Under a red curtain, the beautiful woman's clothes were filled with tears.
"Just play the piano for me, okay?" His soft words echoed in my ears again and again. Promise you, Feng, I promise you! But, can you hear my call? I regret it, can you still hear my love now?
Feng, I can't repay you for your kindness to me. No amount of repayment can compare with your true love for me. You say you want me to love you, but forgive me for not being able to do so. Then am I too overbearing? It's just that all my love is given to him, you know? I decided to gamble my life because there was nothing in return.
Feng, let me use my life to pave a future for you.
Feng, let me use my life to interpret my love for you.
Will you cry? Will you shed tears for me?