Flowers bloom on the other side, but there is nothing you can do on the bridge
Love is an illusion of going back and forth. Sometimes happy. Sometimes tragic. Either you get what you want or you are shattered to pieces. The scriptures tell the truth: form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. The men and women of the world turned a deaf ear.
In his previous life, he was the most handsome young man in the world.
Holding an umbrella, passing by the bridge.
A gentle and affectionate young man from an aristocratic family who wears fine clothes and spares his horse. His eyes are bright and he can turn everything upside down.
As his love gradually reached his charming eyes, he set up a love net to capture her, but he didn't expect that it would be him who was actually captured. He is just a passing scene, performing stupid doting in other people's stories, but his love hurts his bones and bones, and is so intense that it is almost destroyed. The love in his previous life makes people hurt to the bone, and the love will never die, and the hatred will never go away. Obsessed with obsession, unable to let go of the debt of love from the past life, there is no way to avoid the love determined by fate, this fate destined to be miserable and beautiful in reincarnation.
One thought can turn into a demon and reincarnate for thousands of generations. If people don't change, the tragedy will just happen again. If the next life is still a repetition of this life, even if it is passionate, it will be more painful than being ruthless.
"Even though it's painful, I just want to miss you, and don't let you fall in love with me."