Yes, a pillow in Huai'an is nothing but joy. It's just that your mist-like eyes, like the mist in the south of the Yangtze River, are deeply imprinted in my mind. I have no time to think and can't let go, so I'm here to accompany you, Yi Huaian...
Intention: You have the right to choose to die. This is your freedom. I love you, so I am here to accompany you. This is also my freedom.