That year I bowed my head and hugged the dust, not to worship Buddha, just to stay close to your warmth
In that life, I traveled around mountains, rivers, and pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way.
But it turns out that there really is such a person in this world who can make you fly into flames without regrets, and who can make you sink into eternal ruin willingly!
But when his world cannot tolerate your humble and sincere heart, where should you go?
For him, the purple flowers are half open and the chrysanthemums are still, and the red clothes are all gone and the lotuses are sad. People are as light as chrysanthemums and as gentle as jade. Facing the woman who loved him, he chose to escape and let go of her hand. . . . . .
He said: "I can't afford it!" It's not that he doesn't want it, it's that he can't afford it!
He is so evil and charming that he would rather let me betray the world than let the world betray me! But he gave up everything for her and was willing to be used by her. But when his sincerity failed to win her heart, he chose to destroy her at all costs. . . . . .
He said: "Since your heart can't tolerate me, what's the use of keeping me." Cruel and desperate.
When she, Nirvana, rebirth, comes back to them again, this time, how should the love of the four people go?