One life of love, three lives of entanglement.
What you owe is a debt, but what you can't repay is love.
Everyother's oath, a solemn oath, is a promise of affection, or a hypocritical lie.
In the icy dream, he hugged her tightly and chuckled: "Alan, are you heartbroken?"
Why doesn't she feel pain?
But who is she heartbroken for?
In his memory, pear blossoms were flying, as pure as snow. He held her face in his hands and said, "Allan, do you remember me?"
She closed her eyes and knitted her eyebrows.
Him, she wanted to forget, not remember.
His unforgettable curse and her ruthless betrayal are destined to leave traces of this relationship that cannot be erased in three lifetimes.
"Alan, I curse you. You will die in loneliness and despair for the rest of your life." He loosened the hand that held her fingers, and with scars all over his body, he sank into the cold darkness.
"Alan, don't regret it." But that last voice was filled with heartbreaking reluctance.
Regret. How does she regret it?
She clenched the bell in her hand, tears falling with heartache.
"In this life, you will be my wife! We will accompany her through life and death, and we will never leave her." That day, under the pear blossoms, he gently twisted the petals in her hair and handed her the bell in his hand.
Does she fall in love with him? She asked herself.
But she didn't want to know the answer.