She always said that Haitang was awake, but she didn't know that she was the one who was hiding his thoughts in the flowers.
When the medicine bottles on the bed took away the last trace of life, the scattered diaries revealed the secret truth of the past three years. Those crabapple petals soaked in medicinal fragrance could not withstand the harshness of fate. Pei Xu guarded the empty flower shop and looked at the withered flower branches in the window. He finally understood that some encounters were the last remaining snow in spring. They were extremely beautiful, but they were destined to disappear before spring.
Intention: Love yourself well