In my previous life, there was a wisp of ghost beside the Wangchuan River, which stayed with me for a long time. I privately thought that he also regarded me as a friend. After all, he was the first to talk to me for the first time, and in my spare time, he would come to me with a pot of osmanthus wine. In the flowers on the other side, we raised our glasses and looked at the moon. That scene is still vivid in my mind. It makes me feel warm, yes, even in this netherworld, as long as I have his company, I will feel warm. I thought this would be his life, how could I think of him... That bowl of Meng Po soup stopped my missing him, and also stopped my current life...
In this life, time and I have been together since the day I was born. From an ignorant child to an ignorant teenager, I made a vow to accompany you for a lifetime in those beautiful years...