Finally, my brother Nangong Qiujiang said to me: "Ranran, come with me."
I can go with you.
If,
My dad didn't go on that anti-drug mission, and he didn't die in the line of duty.
My mother didn't foster me in your home
You still hate me just like you did when you were little
Auntie will always be the sweet and lovely college English teacher
My uncle won't take that knife for me
If you are not my brother
We are just two little kids next door.
Under the eaves in winter, flowers grow on the fireplace and childhood sweethearts
You play the piano and draw, while I sleep and knead the mud.
At this moment, for a lifetime.
I can't go with you.
You told me about the ends of the earth
I will arrive in the next life.