"Changqing, do you really love me so much?"
"If you don't believe it, you can cut my heart open at any time."
"Long-lasting love."
"I'm here."
"Jing Feng."
"I'm here."
"A Feng."
"I am here, as long as you call me, no matter when and where, no matter the ends of the world, I will be there."
"Long-lasting love."
"Jing Feng."
"A Feng!"
"Jing Changqing!"
After chanting for a hundred thousand years, there was no response at all. Yuqing's eyes were red and she screamed over and over again with a hoarse voice and a trembling voice.
"Liar, liar."
Si Ming watched from the sidelines and couldn't help but sigh as he saw that the once proud man of heaven was now so crazy for a mere mortal.
"It's been a hundred thousand years and you still can't let go?"
Yuqing, disheveled and with disheveled hair, sat on her knees and raised her head to look at Siming.
"How can I let go?"
The soul-gathering lamp that had been extinguished for a hundred thousand years finally lit up. Yuqing finally waited. He held the lamp and laughed at Si Ming: "It's on, it's on! He's back, he's finally back!"
Finally came back.
Intention: Do not waste your time in vain, do not leave behind the maples and willows