"In the next life, I'll wait for you instead."
Shen Jialan knelt in front of the bed, her tears silently falling on the carpet. She looked at the person on the bed and held his hand tightly: "Will we meet again in the next life?"
"Yes, we will meet and fall in love. But this time, God, he has to pull me away."
His hands gradually lost their warmth, leaving only her eyes staring at him blankly.
The tears ran out.
I will follow you wherever you are.
Concept: modern love tragedy story