We are born ordinary and never think about the origins of our past and present lives. But who can say clearly that everything we have today is really just a destiny that has been clearly arranged from ancient times.
We are either alive or dead in this life, and reincarnated in previous lives. You don't understand me, I don't understand you, and people who don't even want to have intersection are at the mercy of fate and become entangled.
One day, the sun was shining brightly, and I never woke up again. I could only hear the sigh after the short surprise, and the light came back to me.
Everything is a dream and a calamity. I don't understand. I only understand that the sudden and inexplicable joy and sorrow that people always have never come out of nowhere.
You understand, I understand.