Who knows, all the beautiful jade in the world has flaws.
Why can't things that can't be realized in the original work be realized in the novel?
Some things don't have to be subversive, just be as light as water little by little. Never ask for anything extravagantly, even if there is no ending.
Maybe no matter how many years, that person's figure is still there.
Ps: It's pseudo-literary, but it's not sad at all. Normal direction