Jiang Nuan, the sun was very warm that day, but the way you looked at me was cold and biting. Just one look was enough to give me frostbite. How can I become your sun, a beam of light in your life.
Jiang En, you are my calamity. You are reborn, but you cannot make me reborn. We are destined to torture each other in this life, so we must not fall in love.
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