Towards evening, the flower shop closes.
Cheng An picked the most beautiful flower in the flower shop and went to see Yu Yuan.
Cheng An sat next to the tombstone, leaning his head gently on it.
For a moment, he felt like he was back in the past. The night was beautiful, and Yu Yuan sat next to him, leaning his head on his shoulder, chatting about the future.
He planted a sea of flowers for Yu Yuan. When the spring came, the flowers bloomed more brilliantly than the last.
The breeze blows and butterflies dance gracefully.
Yu Yuan, do you know?
In this world
The wind, flowers, butterflies and I will accompany you
You won't be alone anymore
Intention: be