Forgetting Each Other

The peach blossoms in spring are so vivid, clusters of pink clouds floating in midair. As each petal falls, it seems to sigh.

She stood beneath a tree like that, sunlight clinging to her hair and shoulders. A few little sprites, faint as mist, drifted past her eyelashes. She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again, a playful glint flickering in her gaze.

I knew my life had ended: the life of Yang Xiao, the life of a man who lived without restraint. From this moment on, I would begin a whole new life, and she would never leave me again. Or rather, she would never leave my heart again.

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