In her previous life, she was cold-blooded and never showed mercy to anyone, including herself. In this life, "he" is still cold-blooded, but "he" is cold, and she is colder than "him", but in this life "he" is for her, and he is soft-hearted.
In her previous life, she was in complete control of herself. One carelessness——————In this life, she is a pawn in the entire chess game. The chess master plays chess just for her, even if she is killed by her.
The character of the past life, the entanglement of this life.
Is it her, or is it her, or is it him,
The bright moon shines brightly, and a thousand years of lonely blood flow.
Flying flowers and gravel, thousands of miles of wind.
A faint scent, if present or not.
It flows and floats, making people want to get drunk.
In the blur, I read all the prosperous and vicissitudes of life, and then turned into wisps of blue smoke.
How should she decide?