Innocent Eyes

I finally understand that I can never go back. When the beacon smoke rises, abandoning love is like waves washing over the sand; leaving home is like running water rushing away from peach blossoms; wielding a sword and heading to the end of the world, lovesickness is lightly left behind, and it is difficult to let go of care in dreams. How can we forget the vows made before the flowers and under the moon, and how can we abandon the unforgettable promise of knowing each other? From the initial "sworn" promise to the final cover-up of "a happy reunion and a happy separation", she didn't want to believe that he would lie to her. She never thought that we would see each other across the world, but he left her life so suddenly, leaving only memories...