It turns out that it is really fate that plays a trick on people.
If we don't meet, we won't love deeply, and none of this will happen, but we have no choice.
In the previous life, we were burdened with unwarranted charges and had to separate because I died. In this life, we have made huge mistakes, but I am not the one who died. Why!
Damn it, is it us or the world that is wrong?
Why should we bear all this?
Conception: