I thought that if I was held by a red thread, everything would be over.
I have been sad for you for several reincarnations.
It is fate that we can only lose what we love when we love the most.
The reincarnation of life separates us,
We are destined to wander alone in the world of mortals,
The flowers have no choice but to fall away, and the sadness is dry and the clouds are shallow.
Could it be that by the bank of Yinhan, the lights are dim and the dream is lonely?
Hate God for not fulfilling people's wishes!