An Ruosu: When I was young, I thought he was like a bright moon and a gentle breeze. He was humble and polite to others, and he was very gentle to me. He also showed me all kinds of things in the world. Later, I fell into a tiger's den and a wolf's den. I really hoped that person would pull me out of the quagmire. But when that person appeared, I regretted it so much. How could the bright moon fall into the quagmire because of me?
Wen Yu'an: I have long been involved in the struggle for power. I have only relived my life. My heart is sealed by cold poison, and my temperament is indifferent. I am like an immortal who is not stained by the world. But people will have love, hate, anger and ignorance. I am also the same. At first, I just wanted to find and resolve obsessions. Later, I just wanted to protect the people around me and avenge the past life. How could I really be like the bright moon in the sky? I am afraid I will let him down.
Even if the night is as dark as ink, I only hope that the stars in the world will always be bright
Intention: family affection, love