There is no love without reason in this world, and there is no hate without reason. Perhaps the repeated encounters between Lin Yuan and Xu Zhengxi explain this sentence well.
Lin Yuan stood on the observation deck, wrapped in a short down jacket, looking at the light in the sky gradually disappearing with distracted eyes. The fierce sunlight in the last moment turned into the darkness of night, and a red house below was shrouded in darkness, highlighted by the bright lights. Standing in the cold wind to watch, I don't know when a tall and upright figure stood beside me.
The night scene has unfolded, and the scattered lights are very spectacular on this plateau. Lin Yuan has been shivering due to the cold, her high spirits have been frozen by the cold, and she turns around to leave. However, someone else pinched his wrist lightly and heard him say in a faint smoky voice: "Come with me to see again this solemn place where the sound of Buddha is entwined and the scriptures are chanted."
Lin Yuan froze on the spot, either because she was dominated by the sudden drop in temperature or because she did not expect his appearance. Her limbs and bones were like a windy valley, the whistling wind penetrated her ears, and her mind went blank.
For a long time, she came to a conclusion in her heart: Xu Zhengxi, I can't help you get rid of your haze, and you can't bear my sins either. After all, I am as guilty as you
Intention: Some honest mistakes cannot be reversed or repaired. Whether you love them or hate them, they will always be with you.