Burning Flowers

A little short story~

That year, Ling Yueran was eight, and met someone more beautiful than plum blossoms.

That year, Hua Yuanbai was ten, and received a plum blossom, proud in the frost and snow, from the boy he had just met.

From then on, they shared the spring blossoms and autumn moon, summer rain and winter snow.

From then on, they sat together by the lamplight, talking late into the night about the world.

From then on... ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

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