"The beautiful parasol trees are planted all over the city of Nanjing. Ah Jing, if I say the red camellia is so beautiful, will you plant it all over the city of Jiangning for me..."
Shen Jingchuan held Lin Yu's hand and turned to look at her.
"A city is a bit difficult, but a mountain of red camellia can."
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Lin Yu wrote at the end of the letter he left to Shen Jingchuan:
"What if we meet again next time the camellias bloom?
I love you forever. Even if we are in different dimensions. "
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Snowflakes were falling on the ground.
Shen Jingchuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the red camellia blooming all over the mountain.
Lin Yu, the camellias are blooming.
Why haven't you come back yet?
Purpose: To create the splendor of life