There is a kind of waiting called eagerness to see through.
"It's been three hundred years, why haven't you shown up yet?"
There is a kind of heartache called crying without tears.
"... He is dead?"
You are reincarnated in the human world, and I am waiting in heaven. You sacrificed your life to protect the Heavenly Palace, leaving me alone in the Milky Way...
[Three lives and three lives, accompanying you in reincarnation]
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