The Crown of Phoenix in the World Is the Most Beautiful One with Crimson Lips

Qier, if there is true love in this world, it must be like this for us, long and delicate, broken apart and crushed, laid out in the bone marrow that has been fused with each other for thirty-eight years. It is too moist and silent to be noticeable in youth when time is still young. But I know that it will merge into a heartbreaking sea at some end, with my soul wandering and waiting for your return.