According to legend, there is a flower that leads to hell. It is a blood-like bright red flower that blooms on the other side of the River of Forgetfulness in the underworld. When the soul passes through the River of Forgetfulness, it forgets everything in its life, and everything in the past remains on the other side and blooms into enchanting flowers.
It will come along with curses and punishments, so that the cursed and punished people will never be able to be with their beloved. Just like the flowers and leaves of Bianhua, even if they grow from the same root, their flowers and leaves will never meet each other, and they will always be in contact with each other.
This kind of flower is called Bianhuahua, also known as Manzhushahua or Mandalahua, which are red and white flowers respectively. White is holy and beautiful; red is poignant and moving. This flower is as beautiful as fire when it is in full bloom and is unforgettable. When it withers, it withers on the spot, which is tragic and unpleasant to the eyes.
Yijing, Jiamu, Keyan, Yang Fan, Lin Shan, Jack... These footprints are written in the story of youth and in the time we read about youth. Their love has gone through life, old age, illness, and death, and has been as passionate and burning as a flower in full bloom. It is gorgeous, poignant, and blooming in the collection of stories.
When we are too sad to wake up in these stories, we finally believe that forgetting is not the best excuse for love. Let go, leave, leave your heart on the other side, like those flowers on the other side.
Introduction:
At this time, he was sitting in front of the transparent glass window, his eyes were sore, he had not slept all night, but he was still not sleepy at all.
He vaguely heard some sounds that made him shiver, followed by the sharp sound of wheels scraping the ground during emergency braking, the sound of a body hitting hard, and glass shattering. Then the flower burst open, and the bright red petals broke away from the flower, spread their wings, and flew. Those flowers were scattered all over the ground. They were flowers from the other side, the kind of flowers that can only grow on the other side.
He was surprised at how poignant and real his hallucination was.
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On the other side, flowers are blooming, flowers are really blooming! He heard their conversation, like a time machine running backwards, spinning along with the magic princess's prophecy.
"The legendary princesses all carry the curse of hell. Can you believe it?"
"Do you believe it?"
"Haha... Aren't you carrying a curse and carrying out a deliberate murder?
"Holy shit, I can't pry open the door to hell. At the most, I could bury myself alive and have nothing to do with you.
Pushing through the crowd, he ran back to the entrance.