아나 Any ♣️♥️♦️♠️ Kard 🌴 Jay B

the lament of autumn amazing call back | it turns out many old scenes had already foreshadowed the ending 🍂 » “we met in the temple in our youth. the first note she left me said; "the body and flesh returns to earth; true feelings never fade"—i didn’t understand back then. it turned out those words had long foretold. the ending where i sacrifice myself for my country, my bones returning to the mountains and rivers.” » “the story had just begun. the hosta flower i casually picked up was the beginning of all the ups and downs of my life but in the end of my life, i tried with all my might, yet could never touch it again.” » “once, in the dressing room at a banquet i forced kiss her; she was utterly unwilling. after all the twists and turns, she finally took the initiative to kiss my scar. i savored this long-awaited sweetness unaware that the time we had together was actually running out.” » “that night at fengtai i joked with a smile, asking her if she had scissors hidden under her pillow. i thought it was just a joke never knowing that the later she had really considered killing me.” » “pingjun bite my finger twice. once with bone-deep hatred, once with tender love. hatred and love, two extremes both fell heavily upon me.” » “i witnessed ye pingjun desperately attempting suicide in the bathroom. later, she suddenly left without saying goodbye. i rushed into the bathroom without thinking. at that moment, what i feared most was losing her again.” » “on that snowy night long ago, we said goodbye, gazing at each other from afar. we both felt that fate had brought us together, but we weren’t meant to be; there was no need to force it. then, the day after we consummated our marriage, once again we gazed at each other from afar. we had long since resolved to stay together until old age. back then, i still wholeheartedly believed that, from then on, we truly could stay together for a long time.” » “when i was shooting for dolls at the night market, i seemed to see again the younger me sculpting clay figures. that boy who had not yet been swept up in the chaos of the times. turns out he has always been within me.” » “the year i was 22, i deliberately “bumped into” pingjun at the bookstore making her both angry and flustered and even fell to the ground with her in my arms. the year i was 36, searching for her. we met amid an explosion. i shielded her, holding her as we fell together. back then, i was just glad to have another chance to protect her not knowing there would be many days ahead.” » “the last battle of our lives dad said, since i was a kid until i grew up, i was always being his pride. but i probably wasn't a “good father”, i can’t watch my son grow up—"good night, xiao yuer..."” » “i used to love teasing her and asking her to say my name. she wouldn’t say it so easily. as i lay dying on the battlefield, explosions roared deafeningly all around. but the sound of her calling my name was especially clear. was it a dream?”