I am a demon, a cherry blossom tree demon named Luo Ying. I don't know how long I have been sleeping in this cherry forest. When I woke up, it was spring when everything revived. I sat on the tree blankly, searching for the memories I could recall bit by bit, looking at the petals flying everywhere, It was pink and tender, and then my eyes got wet. I still remember why I fell asleep. If the promise is still there, then I have been sleeping for a hundred years. If the promise is still there, then I am waiting for the man I love to come to fulfill the promise we made for a hundred years...
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