He was once the national counselor; she was the prime minister, and once they met, love, hate, and resentment would change a thousand times.
Ten miles long street,
Blood stained her skirt.
Roses fell in her hair,
Tender as water, full of warmth.
"If I had to do it again
Would you still choose this way..."
Intention: When we meet, we meet again. We are destined to be you.