There Is a Small Pawnshop at the End of Huangquan

There are three lives on the stone, but there is no question about the river of forgetfulness under the bridge. How many lifetimes have we been on the same boat, and how many lifetimes have we slept together? Watching the moonlight across the sea together, relying on each other in the warm sun in the blue field, and dreaming about the world of mortals intoxicating our hearts. Who would have thought that when I woke up from a dream that my beloved was far away, I would be heartless and step on my oath. How can we explain the word helpless fate? The infatuation of Huangquan turns into obsession!