One Thought Determines Love

Thousands of years ago He fell at the feet of the monster covered in blood, despairing of all thoughts. When he was about to die, a white figure blocked him, and then he heard a soft and clear sigh: "Little monk, sleep well." The blood blurred his eyes, and he could only see that the plain clothes in front of him were slowly dyed blood red. He roared and trembled inwardly, and at that moment, the blood all over his body ran cold. After waking up, the plain white figure and the clear and soft smile were no longer around him. From then on, he lived in the world like a zombie, walking with the abyss. The only thought that kept him going was to find her. Unfortunately, a thousand years later, when they met again, they didn't know each other. They get close to each other with their own purposes, but they stay apart due to their status... Sober and restrained, he suddenly realized after a strange journey that she was the one he had been looking for for a thousand years! Flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side There are flowers but no leaves, there are leaves but no flowers Life after life separates us, and we will never see each other forever. Are we destined to be separated by fate, or have we waited for thousands of years to be together happily?