Not yet Burned

That night when the fire burned out, I swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills and died with her, only to fall into a body from a thousand years ago. The half page of burnt paper beside the boy's pillow is "If the flowers of the other shore bloom on the cliff of Forgotten River", can we meet again? " It turns out that the Manzhu Shahua in her tomb has never withered, and the nine hundred years of redness has burned through reincarnation, just like the bracelet she wore during her prenatal check-up, like the unfinished red rope, like the suicide note that cannot be found in the burned floor, like the unsent wedding letter under the shirt. The ferryman from Huangquan sneered at the fact that destiny was not allowed to be fulfilled, but when she turned into a lonely soul in the sea of fire, I decided to overturn this Meng Po soup and set fire to the flowers and leaves of Santu Wangchuan. "If flowers and leaves die together, we can always meet again in the ashes."