Have you ever seen such a flower? Their two branches are close together, the flowers are blooming but they cannot meet each other, until they twist with all their strength before death. One branch is illusion, the other is reality - how can reality and illusion meet? Just like me, I am clearly in reality, but I see illusion. They were two-flowered flowers, bright as fire and red as blood.
Some say it is waiting - waiting to meet before death; some say it is a curse - a curse of not seeing each other until death.
And I know that it will be a flower until death, and a sad flower until death.