I found that the strange little flower that was pressed under the bluestone brick was missing.
The center of the flower is surrounded by light lavender petals, and the outer layer is gorgeous rose-red petals, layered on top of each other. The morning dewdrops cover the stamens, so beautiful. But when I went to see it today, it was gone.
What makes Yanfu feel strange is not how beautiful the flowers are, but what is strange is that every time he passes there, he wakes up unconsciously. But this time, when he had doubts again, he did not wake up from the cold floor tiles. The consciousness is clear and the sun is shining brightly. But I always feel like something is passing away in my empty heart.
Intention: Love is so great