Xinci was alone, waiting for someone who might appear.
Light a few lamps, count the years and autumns, and if you don't think about the passage of time, the time will not be so long.
Before leaving, Wen Ruo asked her how long she would be gone.
She said: Mortal life is very short.
Time and space, appearance, and name have changed. What I thought remained unchanged has become old memories in the erosion of time.
But Xinci knew that he was the person she was looking for the first time she saw him. She thought that no matter how he changed, Xinci would always remember him, and he would be engraved in Xinci's heart.
Xinci slowly found the things he wanted to remember bit by bit, but he couldn't remember anything, no matter how Xinci reminded him.
Forget it, Xinci just remembers it.
Even if he is holding someone else's hand in this life, Xinci will choose to bless him.