The sun rises and sets, the night stands, the spring blooms and the autumn blooms, the cold comes and the summer comes...
The wind and snow cannot bury me, and the fire cannot burn the fire to ashes...
Gardenia blooms, will your soul come back?
Gu Yan: "Tantai Hanlu! Do you think you are a god!? What are you doing here... Get out!"
Tantai Shuang: "Ayan, there is no god in the world. It's you who got confused. Come with me... Okay?"
——In summer, gardenia flowers bloom
Tantai Shuang stood quietly under the tree, watching the pure white gardenias quietly hanging on the branches. The rich fragrance was refreshing, and the warm wind blew through the treetops and then through his hair. However, Tantai Shuang felt extremely cold, as cold as his name, as cold as the wind and moon in the twelfth lunar month, as cold as the ice coffin just a few steps away...
Ayan was very quiet, as quiet as if he had really fallen asleep. There was a smile on his lips, as warm as the March wind. This warmth could not be covered by the ice coffin. This warmth... Made his nose sore.
"Pap!" Another small groove was left on the ice coffin. Tantai Shuang raised his head, and water flashed across his face. He didn't want his dirty liquid to contaminate A-yan's body, and he didn't complain... He just hoped that A-yan could open her eyes and look at him again...
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Gardenia: silent protection, eternal love, keeping promises
Intention: Light and salvation, there will always be someone waiting for you on the other side of the River of Forgetfulness.