The love of life and death in my heart is stained with the sorrow of separation
You are my doctor, my medicine, my boyfriend, and the love of my life.
Flowers bloom and wither, the moon rises without rest, today is the same as yesterday, spring and autumn, reincarnation, no green hair, only the pale face and white hair are left.
"I still owe you my whole life. I hope that in the next life, you and I will live peacefully without doubt or guilt."
"I've paid off what I owe you a long time ago, forget it..."
Love tribulations in many lives have never had a perfect ending, but behind the scenes, someone is actually operating in secret.
This time, can you grasp it?
Treat life as love, treat death as mourning, neither humble nor arrogant, and go to hell together.
Intention: Do it if you like it