Fate-Bound Matchmaking: I Told You, I'm Not into Lolis!

A breeze brushed the young man's face, and he looked up at the blue sky. The sky was still there, and home was still behind him. The young man lowered his head again. The sea of vermilion flowers still swayed in the wind. So what was the point of this game? Was it to bring us together, or to let us share the pain of parting? The person from the past was already gone. No matter how powerful you became, what could you change? Who knew how long had passed before the wind died down. The young man smelled the little flower in his hand, not yet planted. It was so bright red, but sadly, it had no fragrance like a flower should. It could only sway gently in the wind. The young man gently planted the little flower and stroked its petals. Bro, if you aren't reincarnated, remember to visit me in a dream. The young man said silently. Never mind. There's no point worrying about that. Life's road is still long, and I'm living a very happy life now, aren't I? The young man sang that old song once more. Longing crosses the boundary between life and death, and those who yearn for each other will meet again at last. And I will become that wisp of breeze, bringing the departed and carrying their longing.