He didn't know what the man was anxious about. Maybe he was looking for himself, but it turned out that he couldn't find himself among only a few dozen people, let alone tens of millions of people in the world.
The world is like this, always intertwined with countless misses and mistakes, and this passing has become an eternal separation that is difficult to regret.
Under the moonlight, someone made a promise for life after life, but it turns out that if you miss one life, it will be difficult to get everything back. Is the so-called life after life just a simple companionship for life after life?