In their last life, they were infatuated with each other, but there was no happy ending. Spending your life for love is the wrong thing to do.
People who are born in the wind and grow in the rain, how can they expect the warmth that does not belong to them.
Reborn, the people I loved before and now, the hearts I broke. What choice will they make?
They are not the protagonists. They were supporting characters in other people's stories in their previous lives. They gave everything they had, but they never got a good ending.
I want to light a stick of incense for them and start the reincarnation again.