There is a kind of longing that lasts a lifetime
There is a kind of waiting called two lives and two lives
There is a kind of waiting called three lives and three lives
Once upon a time
She walked through the dense green bamboos, held her harp to the moon, and played a song of mourning on the high mountains.
He stood in the billowing smoke, raised his sword and cried blood, guarding one man's obsession at the foot of the mountain.
Now
She traveled around the human world, overcoming tribulations for immortals.
He quietly went to the underworld to relieve her worries.
Wangchen (Qinzhu): Qianchen, since you don't like me, why would you follow me to the fairy world?
Cui Yu (Qianchen): I never said that.
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