"You ask me: Do you know why Hong Kong is so miserable?"
"You said: I don't know."
"You answer: That's because God couldn't bear to see them lose their beauty due to time, so he let them die when they were most beautiful."
"You said: Is that so?"
"So you said: Yes. So if I die, don't be sad for me, because I will definitely..." The voice gradually became fainter, and the memories stopped, leaving only a place of moonlight and blood...
And that woman who died and had a beautiful life