Is it your fault that you have been obsessed with this life for so long? Or is it my fault?
Have you ever remembered
Under the pear blossoms in the clear moon. Every piece of fallen beauty…
Among the white snow and red plum trees. Blossoming and graceful…
In that life, your gentle fingertips touched my eyes, my nose, my hair...
Their eyes met, and they just wanted to stand with their hands in hand and their eyebrows raised.
In this life, you are still you, but I am no longer me...
You are still gentle, but the target is no longer me.
A lifetime of crazy love, trapped by love. If so, the entanglement of several lifetimes can be broken.
I will say to you, "Lan Wuxiang, I! Feng Yueli, I will never love you again in this life."
A lifetime of love, mourning for love. If so, love can be broken within a few lifetimes.
I will say to you, "I! Liuyue! I live and die for you, and I have no regrets."
Bu Shang. Bu Shang.
Every step is sad, every step is sad.
Troubled times, glitz and vicissitudes of life.