Lying lazily in someone's arms, making decisions with a smile to find happiness for the people around her, Hell Valley became paradise. When everyone is happy, she floats away, leaving only memories in people's hearts.
Are you happy? Maybe one day you will meet an angel with black hair and purple eyes.
Maybe there will be another flowing cloud, another ice dance, another wind chant, another one. Maybe someone will be forgotten, forget the appearance, forget the taste, and never forget the warmth that they once had. Yaer is happy, she is happy and spreads a lot of happiness.
In her lazy smile, could her hazy eyes penetrate the void and see the figure of her loved one on the other side of the River of Forgetfulness?
Is the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night spent in the cemetery chilly?
Do you believe in reincarnation? Will they have a chance to meet again? Will they meet each other without knowing each other?
The beautiful amethyst is crystal clear, shining with charming light, gentle light, and a touch of tears...
The ending of a story I wrote a long time ago. A friend liked it very much and put it here. However, I lost the original manuscript of the story. If you like it, I may rewrite it.
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