If eight years are just about waiting, then there will be more pity in life. After all, loving or not loving, clinging to or giving up are all wrong. Under the peach blossoms, sorrow spreads in the rain alley, in the fairyland, in the fairyland, in the bamboo city with fireworks. Thoughts on all sides are just a dream. I fell in love with someone I shouldn't have loved, lost something I gained, gave up my life, and protected someone with persistence. They all left me in the end, and I was the only one left in the endless years.
Concept: Everything is caused by cause and effect