I often wonder, there are so many encounters in the world, why is it just you and me?
It wasn't until time passed and I realized that many things were already predestined.
Three lives ago, I was the little kitten demon, and you were the scholar who came on the road. The moment our eyes touched, our fates began to intersect.
Second generation, I am a speck of dust in the land of fireworks, and you are a king high above. Is the firelight under your cold armor still as warm as a moth like me can approach?
Three lives, we have come all the way to this day, maybe it is the luckiest time, maybe it is another bumpy journey.
And after three lives and three lives, I am no longer the cat demon Wuwu, and you are no longer the scholar on the road. If I look old, will you still be like this, holding my hands and being gentle to the world?
People in the world seek love, but it is difficult to get it, and it is lost again. In fact, everything you love and do is only in a thought. One thought of flowers blooms and another thought of flowers falling, one thought of prosperity and another thought of ashes. The starting point of the flow of fate begins in the human heart.
Scholar or general, you are always the person in my heart.
Whether it's a cat demon or an oiran, I'm always the soul in your eyes.
I have walked with you for three whole lives. The joys and sorrows seem to be time pouring out one sentence to me: I love you.