The obscure and unspeakable love hidden in the youth of our mothers, the years spent together hand in hand, the clear wind engraved deep tears, and the system warnings were mixed with the surging heartbeat.
"Li Ying, we will have it for many, many years."
"Well, many, many years."
"Li Ying, don't cry, I'm here."
If we go back in time and space, would it be the same choice, or would Zhuang Zhou Mengdie's love be in vain...
Intention: Awakening and breaking the shackles