"Chang'e!" Under the black dome, the man's call was heartbreaking. In mid-air, the beautiful woman's clothes were fluttering, and two lines of clear tears fell quietly.
Hou Yi, wait for me, wait for me to come find you.
The woman flying upwards half-bent down and screamed down with all her strength, "The person who killed Hou Yi was Peng Meng!"
Thousands of houses are brightly lit, but the woman's face is sad. She must... Wait for me.
Thousands of years later, I am still Chang'e, but Hou Yi is no longer in the world. When the man with golden eyes and black hair squeezed to my side, I suddenly remembered the memory that I had abandoned for thousands of years.
You are not Hou Yi.
I didn't say I was.
Then, what I love is never you.