It is clear that we are destined to be together for three lifetimes, but in the end our love is deep and shallow; we know that we know each other and love each other, but we can only pass each other by. How many thousand years can we wait for in this life? Is it really the only way it can be? "We have been together for a lifetime but have not met each other, and the reincarnations of the world are full of blood. I can only see the flowers blooming but not the leaves, and the two are linked to each other all the way to hell." She is destined to be unable to control her own destiny. Too much intolerance and too much helplessness will eventually affect her choice. Loved, hurt, cried, laughed, everything is enough. That past was a pain that she could never forget...