It’s incredible that such a beautiful girl can fall out of love.
a month later
"Captain! Let's go to the basketball gym!"
The summer sunshine spreads down, shining on the stone paved road. Clusters of green hibiscus flowers bloom in twos and threes beside the road.
In the pavilion with wisteria hanging down, Xiao Jin raised his head from his English textbook, smiled and made an 'OK' gesture.
Putting away the notebook filled with words, Xiao Jin stood up and trotted towards his teammates.
"Captain is really hardworking, and his energy never seems to be used up." One of the teammates wrinkled his nose and said, "After basketball training every day, I am so tired that I want to lie on the ground, ugh..."
"Yes, in this exam, the captain even won a 'Progress Award'. How did he do it?"
"I also want to have both civil and military skills. I hope I can go to a better school after the college entrance examination."
Listening to the complaints of his teammates, Xiao Jin, who was holding a book, couldn't help but smile.
"As long as you put your mind to it, you can actually do anything well."
"But I really don't have the energy anymore."
"Things like physical strength..." Xiao Jin paused, his bright eyes clear, "Maybe it's really innate..."
"Hey, what the captain said is so bullying!"
"It's so shameless!"
"If we compete for talent, we should all die!"
…………
Amid the laughter of his teammates, Xiao Jin couldn't help but look back at the pavilion with wisteria hanging down from it.
How I wish I could see that stunningly red figure again.
She comes here every day, even though the hibiscus flowers are no longer in full bloom, and even though there is no longer a refreshing coolness here.
But she just couldn't control herself.
In my heart, I couldn't control my fantasy. One day, I would suddenly see the nightmare holding a red umbrella appear again.
Nightmare, you said we had an agreement in our previous life.
Will you... come again?
In the pavilion where everyone had left, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the purple wisteria swayed gently, like a scene of purple tobacco.
The wind blew the hibiscus flowers on the trees, and the flowers that had been drooping in the scorching sun suddenly came to life as if they had been injected with fresh life.
The petals spread out and the tiny buds bloomed instantly.
A faint red figure appeared in the pavilion, with slender snow-white arms stretched out from the sleeves, gently holding the umbrella handle, and the red umbrella opened.
Her wide robes were dancing in the wind, and her stunning face, unmatched by any scenery in the world, stared down at everything.
His light red eyes glanced at the unoccupied stone table, and a faint smile escaped from the corners of his lips.
Barred by thousands of years of time, he cannot stay in this world.
However, he knew that Jin'er was waiting for him, and he was also trying to fight against time.
The endless lifespan of the mythical beast made him accustomed to loneliness and waiting.
It doesn't matter, it won't be long before they will exist under the same sky at the same time.
That's when the real reunion happened.
The thousand-year-old hibiscus remains as beautiful as ever, but you, nightmare, are you still the same?
The endless life of the gods has been confused for thousands of years. Who can understand the sorrow and joy?
You always carry expectations, guilt, and the promises she made.
Forever and ever.
Why did God choose to extend your endless life?
When the hibiscus flowers bloom, when the red paper umbrellas open.
Nightmare, have you ever had regrets or sadness?
The God who extends your life is so cruel.
You have protected Yue, you have protected Jiner.
But who will protect you?
This endless life, all this, all nothingness.
So empty and insincere.
Who has lived in your heart, and who has lived in your heart?
Although separated by time and space for thousands of years.
But it can't stop you.
For that promise made softly.
Words without weight, yet you have believed them for a thousand years.
As we go further and further away, you are always alone.
Lonely, really not lonely?
If the sky rains, it must be crying for you.
Under the red paper umbrella, no one stood shoulder to shoulder.
For thousands of years, you waited, remained silent, and missed me.
