Heaven,
hell,
Always a pair of antonyms.
He is the devil of purgatory, so beautiful that he is evil...
She is the messenger of heaven, so beautiful and pure...
He is an elite in the world, so beautiful that he is ordinary...
When the wheel of fortune begins to turn,
When reincarnation begins,
Him, not him,
She is no longer herself,
He is no longer him
Only, love remains......
And the endless pain and inner torture,
Tears fell quietly......