Flowers Bloom Next

Luo Wan sat in the ancient pavilion and felt sad. The spirit tree stood beside the lake and sighed. If fate is scattered, how can we miss each other in vain? If friendship ends, how can we resolve the knot in our hearts? One has no fate, and the other has a red thread. One hates impermanence, the other is boundless. Luo Wan asked Lingsu: "There is no grass anywhere in the world, why do you only like me?" Lingsu smiled happily: "I'm in love, no need for a reason."