I always knew that she would eventually become someone else's wife, but the moment I received the wedding invitation, I ran away. I didn't want her to see my desolate posture, but when I saw the cold tombstone, I regretted it. I regretted leaving you. I regretted that I didn't understand your heart. I wanted to leave with you, but I went back to the past and became a man. Regardless of gender, in this life, I will never let go of your hand again. You can only be mine.