In that life, she suffered a lot of pain,
The hatred of being betrayed made her soul immortal
In this life, she endured the gloom,
Injury or being injured, it is no longer possible to tell
Who does she love and whom does she hate?
Maybe, they are all just the imprints engraved in my heart in that life
She carries the scars of her past,
Smiling faintly, his eyes were as cold as blades. . .