I don't know if this was a mistake. If I had known now, I might as well have struggled harder...
Haha, time travel does exist after all. This time I believe it. That umbrella is really lying next to my desk. Should I forget it? Forgot? Can I forget? Why is it that when I think of them, my thoughts are as deep and lingering as the water plants on the seabed, making me suffocated...
No, I don't want to forget, so I gave up the chance to become an immortal, so I wasn't forced to drink that bowl of Meng Po soup.
Let me write down our story first, so as to save it for the next life, the next life, the next life... You forget me, don't default on me! Huh, whatever you owe me, whatever I owe you, I can't get away with!
Don't let me miss you alone in the dark night, because I'm afraid that one day my tears will dry up...