It was the last rain before the lotus flowers bloomed. You stood in front of thousands of layers of lotus leaves and looked back at me. Many things were decided from then on. There was no time to consider or calculate. You smiled warmly, and a pond of lotus flowers suddenly bloomed in full swing in front of you. You fell in love, you couldn't help it, as if you had been practicing for five hundred years just to meet you. Even if I go to Avici Hell, I will never give up, I love you.