In my previous life, I was haggard for my beloved. In this life, I am so selfless. I am so tired. I am just for the soup in Granny Meng's hand. I beg for several more lives just to forget him, but I don't want to forget him. I will be entangled with him endlessly. I am already his sister. I am separated by identity, but my love is difficult to overcome. There is nothing wrong with forgetting, but why does he not give up...