"Do you believe in reincarnation?" The second prince lay on the railing, looking at the lingering clouds on the horizon.
"Haha, ridiculous." Guard Xiao Han leaned against the railing and twirled his dagger. The afterglow was blocked by him, and only a dazzling golden edge came through.
"Then... Do you believe that fate will allow two people to meet again in the next life?"
"Isn't that ridiculous and endless? Read the classics and stop dreaming!"
"But... Life is too short..." I want to stay with you longer.
A conversation between teenagers destined their love for three lifetimes.
But ultimately everything cannot be what everyone wants.
Lifetime.
"General Han——!"
Two lifetimes.
"Xiao Han——!"
Three lifetimes
"Han Beiye——!"
He sent a letter home to the person standing in the distant and long northern night. The man only replied:
"Shen Jiyao, I don't want to see you again."
White snow covers the green pines, and spring melts the snow. Will we meet again?
Intention: If you miss too much, it becomes regret; if you make up for too much, it becomes redemption.