Hong is a bird by the river, and you are my sweetheart. In the end, the beauty by the river is out of reach, and the sweetheart is out of reach.
Wan Jiajia never imagined that many years later Jiang Hong would visit all the temples in this small town just to beg her to stay by her side safely. Later, Jiang Hong thought that maybe all his luck in this life was spent on meeting Wan Jiajia, so no matter how much he prayed to the gods, he could not change it.
Wan Jiajia said, "Jiang Hong, I'm not lucky enough to suffer from such a disease, but I often wonder if it's because I spent all my luck meeting you that I'm so unlucky. I don't dare to ask for anything else if I'm not lucky in this life." Don't forget me in the next life. Remember to come to me. Well... I can come to you too.
Intention: To our youth that will eventually pass away