Nine small petals, shimmering with a slight purple light, among the pistils is a kind of purples, the beauty of the other side flower brings a sense of sadness of separation from life and death to people, and the end is incomparable.

the leaves fall and the flowers bloom. The flowers and leaves never meet. Looking at all this, Chu Fei has some dementia. At the same time, he can't help holding back for a while. Damn it, it's just a little bit. Why don't you open so late?

it's useless to scold, but it's useless to say anything at this time. The mood of timidity and joy is gone....