In the thick of summer, a girl stands in an endless lavender field every day. For ten years, without interruption.
The camera zoomed in... Closer...
The girl's bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on the huge osmanthus tree in front of her. The flowers had begun to fall... The girl standing in the lavender field suddenly sneered: "Why? Why? For ten years, didn't you say that this osmanthus tree blooms every year? Will you always come to me? But now it has been ten years, and I have been here waiting for the sweet-scented osmanthus to fall every year, but you have not appeared. When the sweet-scented osmanthus has not bloomed, I am still here waiting for you, but now it has been ten years, have you been here? A few crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
