The flowers fade in the spring, all too soon. Helplessly, cold rain comes in the morning and wind blows at night. They were childhood friends, with feelings buried deep in their hearts. He went to England alone for her, but when he returned four years later, she had unexpectedly lost her memory and forgotten only him. Is this punishment, or rebirth? After countless twists and turns, their lips and tongues yearn for each other, and what was lost is finally regained. Is this a bitter ordeal? Or a happy ending? Life's regrets flow endlessly eastward, as they always have. Amid all the world's splendor, she longs for him but cannot see him, left all alone.
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