A thousand years of searching, a thousand years of entanglement, a thousand years of waiting. The flowers bloom only for you, and the flowers fade because of you.
The white flowers on the tree at that time were so clear and dazzling. It was the first time he bloomed. She said she wanted to see him bloom. This was his eighteenth birthday gift to her. She waited as usual, but she didn't expect that what was waiting for them would be their last meeting. The red blood stained her white dress, so dazzling, she loved to be clean so much.
"Aji, Aji, what's wrong with you? What happened? How did you do this, Aji?" He shouted her name with panic in his eyes.
"Mo Bai" Yun Chuji looked at him with a smile, his eyes full of loneliness and desolation, "This flower, ahem, is so beautiful, the most beautiful I have ever seen, ahem..." He kept coughing as he spoke.
"The man named Lu, I'm going to kill him!"
"Don't, don't go, Mo Bai, I should have listened to you back then, ahem..."
"Stop talking, you can't die if you don't want it, I won't allow you to die." Tears kept flowing as he spoke. He struggled to hold on with his remaining spiritual power, and the white petals were dyed red by the woman in his arms.
Intention: Thousands of years of waiting