When we were children, under the flower pavilion reflected in the bright red sunset, we made a promise to let the flowers in this world bloom in their most beautiful form, and to see the beautiful flowers bloom with our own eyes. After many years, we met again, forgetting that innocent time. But if you stick to your dreams and promises, your heart will not change. Even if life is as short-lived as an epiphyllum, together, the flower of hope will bloom tomorrow... "Hey, I said, Rain God, will the snowdrop flowers bloom tomorrow? Will I wake up tomorrow?" She said, "Now, if I'm about to wither, you can plant me Under the flower pavilion where we went when we were young, that's where we started, I want to stay there forever..." He said: "Sunny day, there are still many flowers to bloom, waiting for you to see, but you can't just think like this, you promised to witness the blooming of snowdrop flowers with your own eyes tomorrow!"