In that desperate place
Xu Wei used his bloody hands to gently wipe away Cao Qing's tears.
"Don't cry, I'm sorry for you, forget me..."
A gust of wind blew away everything, and he turned into light and dust.
In the deep sea
Cao Qing lay in the mysterious coffin, tens of thousands of mirage tears emitting faint blue light.
In that grand and dazzling dream, he saw that his... Belonged to his lover.
"I love you" may be a little late.
Intention: The past is the beginning