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>>It was a lonely and ancient tree called the Fire Tree.
>>The red flowers that looked like blood were originally blooming on the tree, but they withered as Ziqing left.
>>Sometimes Mu Yao would look at the tree and feel lonely, but she never cried.
>>Mu Yao once thought that her fiery heart would never be extinguished, but unexpectedly, Ziqing's death brought endless desolation.
>>The old growth rings of the thousand-year-old tree are engraved with Mu Yao's longing for Ziqing.
>>And just when I thought I would sink forever, my inner emotions kept turbulent.
>>Hopefully this tree can revive again in another spring.
>>Whether time can decipher the secret code of love and the constant waiting for thousands of years.
>>The unremitting efforts are touching, and whether Mu Yao can awaken the feeling of the past.
>>A profound entanglement of love and hate. A touching romance.