I have not believed in gods and Buddhas all my life, but I have watched my mother's prophecies come true one by one. At the moment when he accepted the robbery, he was still thinking about whether the little girl who was trapped in the crowd would feel aggrieved if she was the only one left in the future.
When she lost her parents, she was only glad that he was still there, and it seemed good to be dependent on each other from now on. Until his hands rose and fell, watching him fall, and accepting that he would leave forever. She finally convinced herself to punish herself like this for the rest of her life.
The author wants to say: In the next life, you two will never see each other again. Sister Qingyu, please let go of my Mr. Hu, Mingyuan is your official match.
The article is super short, with three perspectives and can be read in about ten minutes. This is my first serious writing, and there are a lot of foreshadowings in the middle. I hope someone will like it!