During the interview, the moment you took off the mask, I lost my composure, and then gradually fell into despair because I knew you were back.
Working together every day makes me happy and painful at the same time. I am happy that I can be with you, but I am painful that I cannot be with you.
Maybe you will never understand why I always tell you "pay attention to your body, your body is the most important thing."
Maybe you will never understand why I confessed to you at that time.
Maybe you will never know why I always ask you to recall twenty or thirty years more when I ask you to recall knowledge.
Maybe you will never know how guilty I was for her.
Maybe you will never know how much I love you now.
You loved me for eight years in your previous life, but spent half of your life, but I can only protect you silently in this life.
Just when you know all this, it is the beginning of the disaster for us, and it may not be the beginning of happiness. But if we really overcome the disaster, then I am willing to bear this rolling thunder by myself.
But if we really succeed in overcoming the tribulation, will I regard you as her in the previous life, or will I regard her as you in this life?
Purpose: After having a second child, should you give up your family or love when meeting your lover from your previous life?