I have been a demon for so long, and these few decades are both the shortest and the longest.
In the past fifty years, I only really remember two people.
One picked up the fallen lotus by the pool and took good care of it, while the other looked at the gorgeous red lotus with lowered eyes.
One had a deep love in the past life, and the other has no love in this life.
Once in love, once in love, all for the same person.
Love is too hard in this life, I just hope that in the next life, I will never be emotional again.