Three fragments of a soul, four encounters.
When the three souls become one, which of them is she? Or is she none of them?
A love that is "fresh, with a faint hint of lemon" springs up in haste, then ends abruptly.
A feeling that is "subtle, yet ends in parting" never begins. By the time it is understood, it has already faded away.
A love that is "drawn to a kindred spirit, understanding the heart through a melody" has barely emerged before it is snuffed out.
A misguided love that is "fated, and as bland as cold water" begins hastily and ends just as hastily.
➽ Weng Ruolin 🌸 & Ye Ziling 🌿
◇ "If my name weren't Weng Ruolin, what could I be called?"
◇ "You want to change your name?"
◇ "They all have names of their own. I want one that's just mine, too."
◇ "Gardenia."
◇ "You can call me Yezi. One leaf thinks of you, one leaf knows you. Whenever you look up and see a leaf, you'll think of me."
➽ Six-Pointed Star ✡ & Xia Yifeng 🌌
✡ Love is forgetting. Love is finding your way back.
✡ The fact that you once came into my life, that is love.
✡ When she falls for someone, it is time for her to leave.
✡ A wisp of cloud passes before her eyes, scattering her clear thoughts.
✡ Qingyun, Qingyun, why did you leave?
✡ Perhaps that wisp of cloud was Xia Yifeng's vanished memory.
✡ The wind swept the wisp of cloud away, and he forgot her.
➽ Red Spider Lily 💮 & Duan Xuanting ⚡
He took off his jade ring and slipped it onto her finger.
"I give you a stone, and you give me one in return."
With that, a blade of wind tore through her flesh and gouged out the heartstone. His violence seemed to hold a trace of tenderness.
"How can your heart be made of iron?"
Her brows were vivid and alluring, her graceful beauty touched with a hint of solemnity.
