I'm thinking about how to repay your kindness. There is nothing to repay, I can only repay this life. Not your life, but my life. Even if you are at the end of the world tomorrow. As long as I live, I will care about you.
I promised my whole life so easily. Maybe it's destiny for three lifetimes, maybe it's debt for seven lifetimes. You and I are destined to be entangled. Even the suffering I endured for you is a given. It's not your fault...
Thinking back to that winter day, when the plum blossoms were falling and the snow was falling, you gently showed your face, as gentle as Qiong Yao. Suddenly, the afterglow of the setting sun has dyed your gray temples red. You are no longer the scholar with the picturesque features you once had by the plum forest.
Conception: