Zi Mo, you said you didn't want to be like this, how could I believe you?
Zi Mo, I hope we will never see each other again in the next life.
Who is it, dressed in red all his life, restraining the faint evil spirit between his eyebrows?
Who is it, accompanying him with the tender love in his words?
Who is it, looking coldly at strangers, saying that we will never see each other again in this lifetime?
Yuan'er, do you hate me?
Yuan'er, I will never let you down in the next life