It seems to be destined that today, in a certain place in time and space in the world, we will meet in different lives...
Be selfish for once and don't live for others... It doesn't seem to work, right?
Goodbye, let's start over... It doesn't seem possible, right?
You and I, separated by thousands of lives, are on the verge of tears and speechless...
Look back and meet each other in a moment
mottled, tossing, moss, xiang, pity
If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to meet
And because of you, we are destined to part ways
Mo Shang Xiang is nostalgic...