"Ah, do you know what the flower language of Epiphyllum is?"
"Ephemeral Epiphyllum: The beauty of a moment, the eternity of a moment. How beautiful, isn't it?"
"I love epiphyllums the most, because I can only be a momentarily beautiful epiphyllum!"
The smile was gentle and shallow, and Yutang smiled very sadly.
(No CP short story)
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