Yue Lao lost a ball of red thread and wrapped it around people who couldn't reach each other with eight poles.
Guanyin figured out that they still had a relationship and ended their fate. Only when this story ends can the next one begin.
Guanyin predicts the future and will lose faith ten thousand years later. He wants a story to be told. The boy next to him descended to earth and wrote that story, which was passed down to future generations. What was the story at the beginning? No one knows.
You now know what love is. Being ruthless means being free and easy, so your name is Wu Qing, and your future name will be Wukong.
Was it destined that we met from the beginning? Yes. Is this a good trip? Yes. Then did you expect that we would fall in love? Yes. We'll never see each other again, right? Yes.
This story is too romantic, why not do it again? That's fine. So he became a stone and waited for his destined person five hundred years later. We went to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures together, but I was always a little confused. After we came to the seaside, my memory came back to life. After crossing the sea, he obtained the scriptures and became a fighting and victorious Buddha. He went to heaven, drank with Yue Lao, and got the red thread. Tied in the palm of my hand, I finally met again.
The moment we met was enough.
Intention: As the century turns, the sea changes, life and death pass, we meet again.