When she was still an ordinary lotus leaf, she had been watching that person silently.
She thought that perhaps she was the only one in the world who knew the boundless loneliness hidden behind that person's indifference. Because he is always by the pool, staying quietly for several hours. The man had a faint smile on his face, but it made him want to cry for no reason.
She was happy to be so close to him, but her heart ached every time she saw that man's expression clearly. Only after a long, long time did she understand that these hundred years of practice might just be to heal the loneliness between that man's eyebrows, to hold him so that he would not feel lonely again, and to see his gentle and warm smile. She was inexplicably sure that the man must be pretty when he smiled.
She fell in love with that person without any hesitation, knowing that he would never be able to find love due to his past sins. Then let her fall into hell, replace that person, and let that person be happy in this world.
A long time later, she leaned in the man's arms and looked at the fresh green garden. The man's body temperature was transmitted through the thin spring shirt. She thought of those separations that had lasted for so many years in the fuzzy wind, and then she raised her head and pressed a kiss to the man's lips.
Very nice. You are still in this world, I am in this world, and we are together.