"Sorry, I'm late..."
The man in white just looked at me coldly.
"I'm two lives late, but in this life, I live only for you..."
"I don't need it anymore." He waved his hand calmly.
In this world, the farthest distance is not that we know we are in love but cannot be together... But that you love me and I love you too, but time separates us.
I traveled thousands of years ago and formed a fate for three lives, but returned to the original time. I left that person alone, waiting alone, looking at my cold and unaware back for two whole lives...
I have come back with a fiery heart. Please extend your hand. I must give you this warmth that is two lifetimes late.