She was wearing a white dress and standing by the river with an umbrella. The breeze was blowing. When she looked back, she caught the boy's eyes.
That year he returned in triumph, that year she shot an arrow through the heart
Ali, I don't hate you
Not because I don't blame you, but because I can't hate you
If I had never met you from the beginning, would I not be so miserable at the end of the story?
Ye Li, I'm here to accompany you.
Intention: None
