If there are three thousand worlds, I wish to be the smile on your fingertips, gently open your red lips, and say a thousand words without saying anything. If we hold hands in the world, I wish to be your unchanging earthly bond, and the moment of respecting each other, warm your world infinitely...

I know that we will meet only if we are destined to do so in this life. I have seen the peach blossoms wither and bloom, the fallen leaves turn green and wither, and the reincarnation takes away the troubles and successes of the world. The only thing that can leave a mark is the years of caring for each other.

Since we have met, why don’t we ask why we have been through so much? I only remember what you said about forever. Swallows come in the drizzle, and stand alone in the falling flowers. The ups and downs of the world have nothing to do with me. Since I hold your hand, I will relieve your worries! In this way, there is no regret or resentment...