When the Camellias Bloom

She was once the "Camellia Maiden," feared throughout the martial world, but after her sect was destroyed, she vanished overnight without a trace.

He was once a swordsman whose disappearance left the martial world lamenting, but after making a vow in the face of death, he spent thirty-three years wandering in exchange for one night of reunion.

For thirty-three years, she kept watch over the Silent Tea House, waiting from the days of her dark hair until her hair turned white.

For thirty-three years, he wandered to the ends of the earth, growing from a boy into a weathered man.

On the day they reunited, he stood timidly at the doorway, afraid to come in.

On their wedding day, she thought they could finally spend their lives together, but he coughed up a palmful of blood.

In the courtyard where the camellias bloomed, he held her hand and said, "A Cha, in the next life, I won't go anywhere."

She said, "All right."

This life was still far too short...

May we have endless years to cherish and look forward to in our next life.

Reader's Note:

If you like the warmth of everyday life and want to savor a slow, steady story of a camellia tree by the door and the scent of tea drifting from the alley, stay and take a look.

The "Twelve Flower Deities" series has twelve books in all. After the camellias bloom, the next eleven flowers will blossom one after another!

The new novel, "Spring Warmth in the Apricot Grove," is currently being drafted and is expected to start updating on April 1!

If you prefer grand narratives and want to see sweeping drama amid the bloodshed of the imperial palace, go add the harrowing tale of struggle, "The Biography of Deng Sui," to your reading list!

Theme: Camellias bloom year after year, and she waited from the days of her dark hair until her hair turned white. Time took her beauty, but it could not take away the flowers that bloomed year after year. In the tea house, tea is always kept warm. On the ruins of time, she used love to rebuild a city that would never collapse. In this city, there is the fragrance of tea, little cats, and all those she has warmed. Everyone carries a memory of love in their heart. This city is called the Silent Tea House. It is right here, waiting for you to pass by and chance upon a tree in bloom.