That night, the violent wind and rain in the courtyard were not as devastated as the devastation in her heart; that night, the red candles swayed in the house, but it was not the beauty of her and him. The affectionate promises of the past seem like they were whispered yesterday... Even though the love is deep, the fate is shallow. Some people, once missed, are destined to be infatuated for life.
You play the piano in the sky, and the flowers fade and the leaves are unknown. Perhaps, from now on, we are strangers in the world, never seeing or thinking about each other. This is the most perfect ending.