"I promise you." The boy's voice was full of determination.
"What?" The girl tilted her head and smiled stiffly.
"I promise you, from now on, I will plant a yard of plum blossoms in my house. I will watch the plum blossoms with you, so you won't be afraid of getting sick."
The girl was silent for a while and said, "It's useless."
"Anyway, I agreed, so you have to promise me too."
"What did you promise?"
"Take care of yourself, I will wait for you."
The girl finally showed a smile that was not ugly and nodded heavily: "Yes."
At this moment, they don't know what the future will look like, nor do they know how many unknowns lie ahead.
It's the winter solstice again, and snowflakes are falling lightly, occasionally mixed with red plum blossom petals.
The girl stood under the plum tree, with snowflakes and petals falling on her head, but she didn't know it.
Suddenly, a hand reached over, took off the petals on the head, walked over, and stood next to the girl in the same posture.
In the background are plum blossoms in full bloom as far as the eye can see, as well as falling snowflakes.
At this moment, the years are quiet.
If there were no pursuers who suddenly appeared.
Red plum blossoms, red blood, white snowflakes, and white cloaks are mixed into one.
I don't know how much blood I shed. Finally, I couldn't hold it any longer and slowly closed my eyes. At the last moment, my eyes were still the clear eyes of a young man.