The water mist from the southern country floats between my fingers, and the smoke is as gray as my eternal indifference. The people who passed by were just passing by, and no one ever saw through my loneliness. I spent a thousand years in the lotus, until that fateful encounter disrupted everything.
The plainness and sweetness in the water are no longer my whole world.
The young figure stood smiling quietly in the Jiangnan season. I hid among the petals and watched him, watching his sunny smile in the bright red sunset, as dazzling as the sunset in the distant sky. His calm and warm gaze penetrated the sadness in my soul.
At that moment, I finally found the moment I had been waiting for for thousands of years. Such a bright and warm smile, I hope to hold it in my hands one day.
If he had ever noticed me, the light of a lotus would shine in the depths of his pupils. If he can remember me...