He reached out and picked a peach blossom that was in full bloom, and tied it in her hair.
After looking at it for a long time: This flower is not worthy of you.
Chen Qiluo looked at the peach blossoms that he reached out to pick and then discarded on the ground. She felt that she was right not to marry him in her previous life.
Years later, the image of that day was painted into a painting by Gu Huai:
Chen Qiluo sat under the window, leaning on the table to write. In the late spring and early summer, the sun was bright, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. The warm sunshine fell on her through the partition window. She seemed unaware, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly sunken, and her wrist moved lightly on the paper, quietly and calmly.