Liang, I believe it.
I finally believe what you said, there must be someone in this world who can give everything for another person's life and death.
In this war, I am so innocent and you are so cunning. I lost love and hatred, but you won eternity.
Love is a word that you can die without complaining about. You get death, I get resentment, yours is love, what is mine?
Jin Teng stands blankly in the light, and the sky and the earth are solitary and ethereal. Who should I ask for the love of this half-life?
Conception: