If there was only the beginning, he would still be his peerless wise king, and she would still be her peerless beauty, and there would not be a foot of white silk or a handful of dead bones like Maweipo.
If there was only the beginning, he would still be his Jiangnan talent, and she would still be her generation of courtesan, and there would be no box of treasures or one wronged soul on the Yangtze River.
If only in the beginning, he was just an ordinary boy and she was just a simple girl.
If there is only the beginning, he is just her passer-by, and she is just his stranger.
If there is only a beginning, there will be no end, no entanglement, and no intricate barriers.
If there is only the beginning, there will be no joy, no anger, no sorrow, and no sorrow.
Because as long as it starts, everything will be prosperous and graceful.
Unlike when there is a process, there is a result, there is a past in the world, there is a mortal world, there is resentment, there is hatred, there is reluctance, there is regret.