Peach demon
She is a little peach demon.
No flowers, no fruit, just trees full of dead branches.
She was just wondering if she could get his low smile back if she acted like this.
His slender fingers stroked the tree trunk; "What a nonsense. You don't want to bloom in this good season."
She liked the doting in his words.
She is blooming. If anyone notices, in the middle of the night, the tree in Tang Yin's house that has not sprouted buds for a long time is actually full of flowers. From a distance, it looks like a cloud, bright in the dark night.
She blossomed, but he didn't know it.
Just like those three words she had been saying silently, but he didn't know it.
He didn't know that after a short period of time, he would finally be by her side.
Between life and death, the little girl was smiling sweetly on the peach blossom tree as she had for the first time.
So when I'm sober, I just sit in front of the flowers, and when I'm drunk, I come to sleep under the flowers. I'm half-awake and half-drunk day after day, and the flowers fall and bloom year after year.