Everything arises because of fate. The word fate binds them together. Is it happiness or a dream?
He is him, it is him, it is also him, true or false, is it a conspiracy or is there something else hidden?
She likes him with different eyes, and he likes her as a person. Is it a happy ending or a sad departure?
Attached is a poem: We are united in one heart and have a long destiny, although this life is short and lingering. On the day when I meet you again, I am a young man facing the wind in a beautiful tree.