He said that when a flower withers, it is no longer that flower. He said that when flowers scatter with the wind, they can bloom across the ends of the earth. He said that when a heart dies, the flowers will never bloom again. He said that the person he was waiting for would never return. This story came from the author's imagination during math class... Some of you may recognize the passage above, or perhaps the title of this story. That's right, it's a song, one the author heard many years ago and has never been able to forget. I hope you'll have time to listen to it, too. It's truly beautiful. There are shocking elements and OOC. If you can't accept that, please leave on your own. This story was first published on the Huaxiu forum, but has been revised here. =+= [[[This is a Huaxiu fanfic. If you dislike BG, don't click!]]]
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Very well written!!!!! Hua Xiu has so little food, and finally has a good one. (=^▽^=)