He was originally an epiphyllum. It blooms only once in a thousand years. When it blooms, it takes away the brilliance of heaven and earth, and the fragrance floats thousands of miles away. However, such extreme beauty is often impossible to retain. Even if there is such a thrilling elegance, it only lasts for a moment. It only takes a short moment from blooming to withering, and no one can see this moment. In that snowfield, there is no life for tens of thousands of miles around. Everywhere you look is covered by the vast ice and snow, which is monotonous, dazzling, and shocking.
He gradually grew up in such an environment, from a tender body that shivered in the cold wind when he was a seedling and almost died, to a man who stood upright on the cliff, proudly blooming in the wind and snow, and crowned the world with splendor. The flowers bloomed and withered, and he remained unknown to the world, unaware of the breathtaking beauty of the desolate land in the far north.
Until I met him, my life completely changed.