When the branches of Qiutang first bloomed, she took a sudden glance and hid all her thoughts in her eyes. A secret love that no one knew about grew quietly in her youth until it became a disease. With a lonely courage that humbled her to the dust, she confessed recklessly and revealed her secret thoughts in front of everyone. In exchange for his shallow promise, she was not sincerely moved.
From the beginning to the end of the road of falling in love, she was waiting for him with all her tenderness and humility. He was cold and distant, unclear about his intentions, riddled with rumors, and constantly provoked by old friends. She was the only one who bowed her head in cold wars. A little tenderness made her willing to stay in deep sleep, filled with grievances and no one to tell her, riddled with melancholy, and her body wasting away day by day.
When her love was exhausted, she turned away tiredly and coldly, but he just accepted her as a normal temper tantrum, and the two of them became strangers from then on. It wasn't until she quietly left school that he finally realized that his heart was empty and full of regrets. At that time, she was already suffering from serious illness, the pain was corroding her bones, and she was struggling to support herself in the late autumn.
When the truth was revealed, he rushed to the hospital bed and saw her haggard face, crying and confessing. Only then did he realize that he had fallen in love with her, but she had no hatred or resentment, only the last touch of tenderness. When the begonias were in full bloom all over the city, she withered and fell like the begonias. The wind stopped and the mood calmed down, leaving him alone. With lifelong regret, he watched the begonia flowers bloom year after year, and never saw each other again in this life.
