The first time we met, I was attracted to this man. After spending some time together, I vaguely felt like I had known him before. But why did I have this illusion that we had known each other before? Is he important to me? But. Why don't I remember? After several years of entangled in secret matters, some physical conditions occurred. I had a car accident, and something was different when I woke up. I still have unfinished business waiting for me. In the next process, I will settle the accounts one by one.
He said to me, "I will give you all my own wealth as a betrothal gift, and I will accompany you for the rest of my life."
"Do you know the poem 'The mountains have trees and the trees have branches?' "Then what? "
'My heart is pleased with you…' Huh? Why don't you say "If your heart pleases you, you will love you"
Concept: love, fantasy