Looking back three hundred times in the past life, only to pass by in this life.
I wonder if someone like her who is indifferent and unwilling to look back will end up alone in her next life.
But she knew that she must have had countless entanglements with him in her previous life in exchange for nine trips with him in this life.
I was so used to being ordinary, but one day I suddenly felt the oppressive pain that made me unable to breathe, and then I realized that I was really in love. Run away, or stay?