The moon is cold, the stars are sparse, and the wind is howling. It is a cold and lonely night. Zuo Shengxing walked alone into the plum forest.

Winter is here, and the unique fragrance of plum blossoms can be smelled from a distance in this forest full of plum trees. Looking around, all you can see are plum blossoms swaying in the cold wind, which is beautiful beyond words.

Seeing the plum blossoms blooming so brilliantly and beautifully, Zuo Shengxing was reminded of the original mistress of this plum forest.

When he thought of her, Zuo Shengxing’s heart ached for no reason, and his eyes unconsciously looked towards the Xiangyang Pavilion. He would always remember the first time he saw her standing on the second floor of the Xiangyang Pavilion.

At that time, she was dressed in white, and in the hazy moonlight, she looked like a fairy who was not in touch with the mundane world. The plum blossoms were in bud, with only a few sparsely blooming. Even so, the picture was still so beautiful that it was unforgettable.

But now the plum blossoms are in full bloom, but she is gone. She is gone, and will never appear in this plum forest that belongs to her again.

When he thought of this, the heartache that was killing him returned to Zuo Shengxing. He sighed deeply and heard his own voice, reciting the name he had deliberately wanted to forget –

Yan Mei.

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