Flowers Bloom on the Winter Solstice

(Child... This time the protagonist's name is very romantic...). Love stories that happen in the city are nothing more than unconscious hormonal reactions under empty bodies. Who falls in love with whom, who is lonely for whom, and who belongs to whom. Love is branded with false banners, and everything is our unreal imagination. But in this love story, I smelled the long-lost fragrance of orchids. It was a very ordinary encounter, and then I gradually became familiar with everything in the small world formed by MSN. It seemed logical. But when did you fall in love with each other? Is it the constant chatting every day, or the urgent oil paintings sent by him? Or was it the collapse of his heart when he received the news of his death? They were attracted to each other involuntarily, like magnolias seeking comfort from each other in the cold winter. Maybe the love between the male and female protagonists happens too easily, but the love that blooms under the holy snow-capped mountains should not cause any harm that we worry about. I have not believed in love for a long time, but at this moment, I just want to leave behind all the falsehoods in the world, the inseparable thoughts that I paused for a moment, and love without risking my own life under the blue sky. So I was not surprised when the male protagonist returned in the end. After all, this is a birthday message. After all, there are many people in this world who admire love. (Happy birthday to Canda~)

Thank you Sakura for remembering my birthday and coding an article for me. Although it's suspenseful, I still like it. I hope to come and watch the cherry blossoms together in spring. 12.23 Author's reply: I'm here in winter, Mo, how can I see the flowers... |||