On a spring day, apricot blossoms flutter all over my head.
Who is that dashing young man walking along the road?
I would marry a god and spend my whole life with him.
Even if he were to cruelly cast me aside, I would feel no shame.
This is a story of loving and being loved, of youth carefree and bright, and of looking back on the past without shame.
This is a story of unrequited love and being loved from afar: youthful recklessness and waiting in vain, with the past vivid in memory, then reduced to ashes. (The author's imagination runs wild, and the story often goes off the rails. The values are questionable, and the drama is intense. The pairing is firmly one-on-one. The writing is immature. If it's not to your taste, click away; please don't put me down. ╮(╯▽╰)╭)
