The same noble birth, the same unfortunate childhood, the same tortuous life;
In the trough and confusion, life and death are in danger, but the unexpected contact seems to be destined by God.
She:
I know I am afraid of trouble and being used, but I sink unknowingly. The love is deep and the love is there. I keep cutting and the reason is still chaotic.
She:
He knows that he is not willing to die, but he is unwilling to use it again. His heart has been moved, his love has been born, he keeps cutting, and his reasoning is still chaotic.
We cling to each other and love each other even though the rain has passed, and the estrangement has already arisen before our love is expressed...
Intention: