In that life, she was picked up from the foot of Beihao Mountain, nameless and helpless.
He met her on that moonlit night,
Red clothes are like fire, white clothes are like snow,
Since then, that red color has become a cinnabar mole in his heart.
"If the girl doesn't mind, then you can take my last name, okay?"
"From now on, you are part of my Ye family."
When the dust-laden memory was unlocked, she regained her identity. The gap between the two was the gap between gods and demons. There was no possibility between them.
She said that he was the only light in her dark life. It was too difficult to forget and too painful to remember.
"Since I am destined to be unable to accept any tenderness, why should you give me hope?"
He said that he was the only person in the world who understood her, so much so that he could watch her die because he understood the responsibility she bore.
"If we both become mortals, can we be together? Even if it only lasts for a few decades, that's fine."
I would like to express my love with my silver bell and look at the moon to cherish my beauty.
When Tumi reopens, the old friend will finally come back.
As long as she can come back, no matter how long it takes, I will wait.