Three Lives, Three Worlds: When the White Pear Blossoms Fall

"I thought my life would pass by in peaceful mediocrity. I never imagined it would be this exciting right from the start." "You want me to give her back to you, but how am I supposed to do that?" Who took the arrow of the Night-forgetting River for whom, and who planted pear blossoms across the wilderness for whom? The pear blossoms have fallen. After tens of thousands of years, who is still waiting? White pear blossoms, scentless flowers, pear-blossom rain paints your face. White pear blossoms, scentless flowers, pear-blossom rain mourns your passing. In April, pear snow flutters, and a lifetime of love is promised; In May, white pears fall, and love across two lifetimes never returns. A thousand miles away, ten thousand years apart, soul, return, come home quickly. The pear blossoms have fallen. A love from a past life, tangled feelings in this life: who can stay by her side until the end? "I endured those long, cold years only because you were waiting for me." "It's so good to see you again." I'm nervously starting a new story, Phoenix's Fate. Don't rush me for updates, but I promise every chapter will be high quality!!! Theme: