When we first met, you and I were just strangers. From then on, people on two unrelated paths did intersect. When we meet again, you have indeed destroyed my country and killed my father and brother.
The original love has turned into dust and been blown away by the wind. The world has changed, things have changed and people have changed. Your love is just like a shackle, making me so sleepy that I can't breathe.
The scheming year is under attack × simple and easy to deceive
Intention: Machiavellian struggle