Which one is true in the past life and this life?
Can the ten years of isolation after the fierce battle bring about a rebirth of peace?
Can the person he has been asking for for decades be able to tolerate the person given to him in this life?
Thousands of horses are galloping by, and the years are waxing and waning.
My heart has never been lost, just like the bright moon, but my life is too lonely and warmth is too rare.
He really just wants to live a good and stable life.