The only important person has reached his deathbed.
He did not escape the torrent of time, but time could not destroy Abe Seimei's power.
He is just aging quietly, looking at the world with more and more detachment, so that sometimes I wonder if he will continue to age like this and never come to an end.
When those see-through eyes closed, I didn't feel very sad. Just looking at the heavy snow falling in the sky, I suddenly thought of Fei who had been gone for a long time.
There is no point in holding on any longer.
When I stepped onto the narrow corridor, I felt like I was suddenly in another world. The snowflakes flying in the sky seemed to turn into crimson cherry blossoms in an instant, falling under the eaves.
When I entered the Japanese room, I saw the young man kneeling beside Qingming's pillow. He was slightly startled when he saw me, and then his eyes widened in disbelief. Perhaps this is a rare gaffe from Masahiro Abe, who has become famous all over the world in recent years.
I walked around the Onmyoji and came to Seimei.
The old man who was sleeping peacefully opened his eyes and said, "I haven't smelled the fragrance of osmanthus for a long time."
I stared at him: "But Qingming suddenly jumped into the cold water. It was really sad."
"Really?" The old man smiled: "Xun is still very willful."
"This is the last time, please forgive me."
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