I often hear handsome young men at the foot of the mountain chatting up girls, "We are really destined."
I thought fate was that when I was still half a soul, I lived in your body, and then you used your soul to nurture me and grow into a human being.
I thought it was fate that we wandered the streets together, cheating and abducting people.
We were dependent on each other in the past years, and our souls will be connected in the years to come.
But I have understood the Dependent Destiny, but not the Dependent Origination. A bone-deep love in the most beautiful years is just making wedding clothes for others...
The peach blossoms on Zeshan Mountain have been blooming for thousands of years. After seeing so many past and present lives, will they understand that the last thing I want is to still meet you after going through reincarnation?
It turns out that your upbringing and my admiration turned out to be mistakes.