A red line, a roster. A wish that has to be fulfilled, a love that cannot be touched. However, under the bridge is the marriage I weaved for you with thousands of red threads from your past life. On the Naihe Bridge, I used pen and paper to compose the beautiful chapter of this life for you. In the end, the most afraid person is only holding one end of the red line, and the most afraid person is only one person. If you don't love me, please don't cry for me. I'm afraid those tears will make me unable to help myself when I enter reincarnation, and I will be reincarnated as the humble trapped beast next to you...