"Brother, I heard that you have peach blossom knots?" The little girl came to the tree holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Under the tree, there was only an extraordinary-looking fairy brother who played the piano.
"You're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time." A smile appeared on his face for the first time in three hundred years.
The peach blossom tree was already full of flowers, which slowly fell on her body. The fairy brother opened the petals and hugged her little body tightly.
"I will never let you go in this life."