Thousands of years ago, she was just a small wick under the Buddha's throne.
There was a great disaster in the world, but Buddha saved the world and she was left behind in the world.
The Buddha said that since ancient times, everyone has his or her own destiny, but are these causes and conditions endless love or inescapable catastrophe?
The years rolled by and the years disappeared. She couldn't figure out how she could not understand the thought of being obsessed with him for hundreds of years.
But if she really sees through it, will she have too many choices, or will she just make the same mistakes again?
And who can explain such entangled and tugging entanglements.