My mother said that there is his shadow between my eyebrows, but unfortunately my father is not him...
My mother is gone, but I am alive.
I mingled among the crowd like a ghost, even more so abrupt. Only with my sincerity could I say yes.
Ruoxi is gone, but I am alive.
In the end, who could I fight against? I even lost myself and my dark heart.
Lixiu is gone, but I am alive.
Many years have passed, who will think of the man singing Butterfly Cup again!
He is gone and I am alive.