The Luoyan flower is a very peculiar flower. It is already incomplete when it blooms. There is never a single flower that is perfect. Just like a person's life, no one's life will be perfect.
Chang Que: In my previous life, I killed many people and caused chaos in Lian Fu's palace. Finally, I destroyed the Great Xi Dynasty for Mu Yan. But later I learned that the man who said he would give me a home was the last person in the world who could give me a home. In this life, destiny followed the old path. I tried hard to push it away, but I discovered the secret of the previous life. It turned out...
Li Muyan: I miss her the most every time the beauty fades and the flowers bloom. The person I have loved all my life is now buried under this tree.
Lian Fu: As long as it's what you want, it doesn't matter if you give it all to the world!
Qing Chen: What you owe me must be repaid.
Yan'er: Sister, he is my beloved.
Chang Que slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Luoyan tree. The bright red Luoyan petals fell one after another. It was really beautiful. Her vision gradually blurred, and suddenly a light flashed, and Chang Que seemed to see Lian Fu appearing in front of her.
"Lian Fu!" She quickly grabbed Lian Fu's hands, and she didn't want to miss it again this time.
The fallen faces fell one after another, like a crying rain of blood.
This year, Chang is twenty-four years old.