What is love in this world? Direct teachings promise life and death.
A life of regrets in a hurry, the regret of separation between yin and yang. Thousands of years of torture have only aggravated my obsession. Will you think of me again when we meet again?
The eternity carved on the Sansheng Stone, the endless sadness and sadness of the Forgotten River.
Could it be that what Meng Po Tang gave up was just the boundless memories?
Thousands of years have passed by in the blink of an eye, where will we go in the end?
Introduction:
"Your Excellency, Yuchi Feng, I haven't asked the girl for her name yet."
"Manhua, I have protected you for so many years, but I never thought you would remember it after all."
"Meng Manhua, let me tell you, no matter how much you loved each other in the past, it has passed. He is mine now."
"How many times have I said that I am not him, even if I say it a thousand times or ten thousand times, I still am not him."
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I have waited for so many years and endured for so many years but never thought that he was no longer him.
I think these things that cannot be let go, these painful silences that no one can understand will all be frozen in the Naihe Bridge forever as Meng Po Tang slowly enters the throat, turning into misty clouds and slowly dissipating.
And those entangled pasts are no longer important...