Flowers bloom in the courtyard, leaving behind the past.
Now and then, it is getting redder and redder day by day.
——Title. The immortal flower is red now and then in the past.
Sometimes he turns around, sometimes looks back, sometimes runs away.
◆In the past, he and she were like close friends;
◆Today, he and she have grown up, and their emotions are different from before.
The black-haired and chestnut-haired men are hovering in the sky. They are partners, comrades-in-arms, and the immortal starry sky.
And who can say what it was like at the beginning?
God does not taboo, Buddha does not worship.
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——Everything starts from scratch——