Xia Fan: The Buddha said that everything has cause and effect. I listened to the Sanskrit sound and was speechless, but I don't believe in cause and effect. If I believed in cause and effect, would I have failed you or abandoned you in my previous life? If I hadn't, how could I not be able to love in this life?
Zhao Zeye: Mumu, don't love me, you can't.
When I was young, everything was like a dream, beautiful but fragile. Then I woke up from the dream, but it left a mark in my heart.
Xia Fan: I spent my entire youth loving you, and then spent the rest of my life giving up on you. Are you satisfied?
Zhao Zeye: Mumu, don't give up, I love you.
But Zhao Zeye, why do you let me do whatever I want? Let me not love you, okay! I rolled away. Let me not give up, then what? You say you love me and then abandon me?
Later, the impulsive child grew up and no longer believed in fairy tales, but the storyteller still told them.
Mumu, how could I be willing to hurt you.