One person has a thousand faces
She is the daughter of light
He is the king of darkness
Is it the sorrow of fate or misplaced fate that we owe each other.
We are in the same bed and have different dreams, each has his or her own agenda, sometimes far and sometimes close, sometimes far away, sometimes you advance and I retreat.
Is it a scam or a dream that has been carefully woven for many years?
Distorted world, who am I, and what do you really want?
We all have a thousand faces. What is left after the complicated and exquisite masks?
A reversal drama about a handsome prince and a beautiful princess.
The moving performance gradually deviates from the script but becomes more realistic.
The fantasy of looking up, the warmth of reality, which one makes people nostalgic?
Or which one can't live without?
Listen to the voice of your heart, who is crying.
I couldn't find myself, but I found the you I wanted.
Pursuing desire is still pursuing you, keeping desire is still keeping you.
Thousands of faces of life, which one is the final destination?
Who decides whether to go back to the starting point or overturn everything?
Is it you, me, fate, or false love?
In the end, what kind of ending is worthy of them?
Wouldn't it be too wasteful to turn around and go our separate ways?
Wouldn't it be too pale to live happily forever?
Thousands of faces are prosperous, and the enchantress is alluring.
Smiling lightly, we all fell into silence.