Who is singing in the dusk field, the voice is lingering, the timbre is gentle, the sun sets in the west, the setting sun is like blood, on the light blue and clear sky, a shallow silver moon slowly rises in the opposite sky, looking at each other, and the tone of tenderness and despair is imprinted on each other.
Can you really forget your first love?
If one day
You meet someone who looks exactly like him, is he really him?
Is it still possible?
Is this the tolerance of fate, or another malicious smile?
Brother, wait for me.
Before Wangchuan drank Meng Po soup, the girl in his memory shed tears and struggled, saying this to herself.
She said, brother, you must never forget me.
She said, even if you forget me, I will definitely return to my brother, so brother, you must remember me when the time comes.
She said, brother, we have missed it for so long, and there is no more time to waste. Therefore, even if I risk my life, I will change the so-called God's will. I can bear this curse against heaven alone.
She said, brother, when you are no longer the Dragon King of Heaven and I am no longer the princess of Shura, please stop pushing me away, okay? This is our last chance.
She said, brother, you must wait for me. When I come to you, we will be happy together.
The girl in the memory said this to herself with tears in her eyes.