I met you on the other side and the flowers blossomed. After the flowers fell, I could no longer find you. This separation and reunification, togetherness and separation, what else is there above power? We fight not just for love, but for what we believe in.
I hope I can still have a look at him before I die. Even so, I have to wait for her to come back. After the flowers fall, what will you have left?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
