Three lifetimes of misfortune, three lifetimes of separation. He pursued him, but dared not approach him. He looked for him but did not dare to face him. If only, he had caught his hand and not ruined his feathers.
What he wants is not to pull out the scales, cut off the dragon's horns to repay him for pulling out the two feathers, or gouge out the eyes to waste blood. As long as he says he loves him, that's enough.
Even though I hate you with all my heart, I went to the execution ground for you. Even after suffering that torture, I could not go back to the past.
I put the hijab on you with my own hands, but it was not me who took it off.
There are three lives in total, and I spent two of them telling you that I love you. It takes you three lifetimes to leave me.
Abuse, please eat with caution. Don't abuse it at the beginning, abuse it deeply.
Concept: Sad love