The night is as cold as water, and he is her night wandering god, guarding her like a lighthouse. The thin line of distance in the middle turns out to be love.
Looking at the lotus on the street, she thought he would be the night wandering god who would always be with her, but she didn't know that it turned out that no one was anyone else's god. A slight difference is a difference forever.
She used her own god to avenge everyone, but it hurt her more than anyone else. It turned out that it was too late to see each other again.