It turns out that all the intersections stem from an unspoken love.
If I had a choice, I would rather be a stranger to him, so that he no longer looks so unlike me. Perhaps there is no way out from the moment I choose to fall into the Prajna Cliff.
Most of the worldly truths are so overwhelming that even the gods cannot escape this shackles. There is no love or no love, only whether you should or should not. I once thought that what I loved most was the ignorance of my youth, but in the end I realized that what I loved most was the companionship of advancement and retreat, and the concern of life and death.
Intention: Deep love will last forever