When he calmed down and looked at the world, he felt that facing everything was as effortless as a crimson cloud drifting overhead. The hollow splendor vanished in the blink of an eye, blown away by the wind, fleeting as smoke. All those so-called shackles and struggles ceased to exist. What lingered was a wisp of lotus fragrance, wafting from the corner of his raised lips.
The first time he saw her, he thought there seemed to be a gentle lotus blooming quietly before him, utterly out of place amid the murky air around it, so tranquil and so silent.
The first time she saw him, she thought there seemed to be a vast array of fireworks bursting into bloom before her, dazzling and vibrant, instantly eclipsing the surrounding gloom, so flamboyant and so uninhibited.
This story was serialized in the Keigo Atobe forum on Baidu Tieba. Thanks for reading.
It was updated, and I completely forgot about the previous content.