The scent of heather permeates the air, lamenting our withered love, 暗香弥漫 为容易颓败的感情 详撰 Caring not for the slander made of us. 无论后世我们传闻如何不堪 I closed the book, burying our story along with the heather petals 合上书中荒原每寸逆风的石楠 Keeping its ending all to myself 结局便与你无关