He couldn't stand Zhuo Qinghe's unyielding vengeance
He Zhuo Qinghe disdained Zuo Shi's childish and arrogant
For resentment, for love, for insanity
Destiny goes round and round, returning everything to zero and drawing it into a circle
They are in love and happy
When the lover beside you becomes a stranger for an instant, with deep-seated hatred, the huge root system of memories stands tall and silent,
The red thread you keep pulling is like the end of the world
Then let everything collapse
We draw the earth as a prison, and we will depend on each other until the end.