Wang Bowen, I never blame you for leaving without saying goodbye. I only hate this overbearing and unreasonable era, which has cut off our marriage.
Meng Rui, if there is an afterlife, I don't want to meet you again, I would rather be one of your three souls and seven souls, so that we can be together forever.
In turbulent times, two lovers were torn apart by decadent thoughts. Parting between life and death may be a new beginning, but who can say for sure about fate?