Everything goes bad when money is mixed with it.
Everything that is filled with hatred will rot.
Everything will be cruel if it is soaked in conspiracy.
Because there is money, hatred, and conspiracy in love;
So she was forced by love and fell into one conspiracy after another.
Fallen love, fatal money...
There is always one that needs to be left behind.
The memories you left for me have faded away under the erosion of time.
There are some things that I know exist, but I have forgotten how they exist.
In fact, I have long understood that there are not so many coincidences in the world.
It's easy to meet me, so I have to cherish every coincidence you give me.