Just a contract, he guarded too much, just a pair of eyes, she cheated too much, the six paths of reincarnation, is the love that can not be shed. Their love, there will always be a bond, if he is not a heavenly Taoist, with six paths of reincarnation eyes. If she was not a ghost, with supreme dominion. Maybe, they were destined to be happy. But reality tears the dream, a contract, a memory. A melodious song, a stray song. Staying with memories in memories. "May I ask if you are He Yiyu?" "I am!" "I want you to be happy oh! We must think of each other in our next life." The light of hell was so dim that the names on the Three Lives Stone had long been mottled. Having crossed the Bridge of Naiho, at least we have a next life.