Ye Huan spent his entire life having a dream.
The dust-free realm in the dream was full of peach blossoms, which were falling in the wind and brightened Ye Huan's eyes.
The young man in white was leaning under a peach blossom tree, raising his head slightly and looking at the blue sky. There was a little loneliness in his eyes, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
When he saw Ye Huan, his smile became a little gentle.
Ye Huan felt that it was a very warm smile, but when the young man smiled, a hazy mist stained his warm and ink-like eyes.
"Let's do this, I will wait for you as long as the peach blossoms bloom!"
"But the peach blossoms will wither soon..."
"Then I will plant peach blossoms for the rest of my life until you come back."
The young man smiled lightly, which warmed the memory.
Ye Huan burst into tears. She thought, even if this was a dream, she didn't want to wake up.
For that lonely young man in white, for that young man who made a promise, for...
That smile.
This dream has been her whole life.