In my previous life, I was a flower.
But he fell in love with an immortal and pursued his own feelings without knowing the heights of the world.
After going through all kinds of hardships to find this immortal, he was ruthlessly trapped in the path of reincarnation. How do you know that immortals are not immortals?
In the next life, one's birth will be regarded as a disaster and will be despised by the world.
God's will plays tricks on people, and they meet another immortal in this life.
What kind of love-hate entanglement is there between them?
The flowers are blooming, which one is that?
The blooming of dead wood branches is strange but heartbreaking.