In the blazing fire, he cried and laughed, calling the name of his deceased wife.
The illusion was peeling off every inch, and the man I loved followed his wife and children and was buried in the sea of fire.
The man who loved me sacrificed his life and sent me back to the past to have a great spring and autumn dream.
(Demining: imagination article, the three views of the characters in the article do not represent the author's three views)
Intention: Not all efforts will be rewarded, and not all love will be responded to.