This is a chaotic era, with more separation than reunion, and more sadness than joy. How dare we expect lovers to get married eventually, let alone such a big family with a deep house. How many people can promise to fall in love and stay together for the rest of their lives? How many people dare to promise? The so-called pairing of two people for a lifetime is just a matter of tears after the eternal vows. But they still gave themselves the courage to love each other.
The war is raging, parting is imminent, the oath has passed, the most fake thing is not the tears, but the last words become the most beautiful. In this chaos, who rushes forward to catch up, and who retreats scarred?
After many years, I hope you will no longer bear any grudge against me, and that will be fine.
If you can still remember me, that's fine.
The clouds dispersed, the wind stopped, and the rain cleared. It is best if you are well.