(This chapter is quite different from the previous one, and the use of third-person narration may cause readers to be slightly uncomfortable due to the different narrative methods in the previous paragraph, so please remind you here.) Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info)

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"Miss, another glass of brandy." Bai Liqiu beckoned to the female shopkeeper at the bar. It's not a very large bar and is located on a quiet street in Yoshino Prefecture, where Shiratsuaki often comes for a drink. It's been three years since Asami Moriyama died, but the name "Asami" has been lingering in his mind. He doesn't know how he has lived in the past three years, eating, working, sleeping every day, and then spending the money he earns, what he has lived is such an unchanging life.

The female shopkeeper walked up to the drunken Bai Liqiu, only poured him half a glass of wine, and then turned to leave.

"I'm talking about a cup, please fill it." He recalled.

"You've had enough, sir!" The shopkeeper was also very angry, because Bai Liqiu had indeed drunk a bottle of whiskey and three bottles of beer.

"Oh, that's how you're hospitable?" Bai Liqiu was already sulking, and he drank so much, listening to the proprietress making a fuss, he was even more angry.

"Then you're going to get out of my bar!?" The shopkeeper poured the half cup of brandy on Bai Liqiu's face with a "whoosh".

"I don't have much to go......" Bai Liqiu wiped his face, as if he was sober, so he returned to his seat stupidly. At this moment two men came towards him, and he heard them say, "That young lady told you to get out!" He ignored them, and then he felt like he had been punched in the nose and dragged out of the bar and thrown somewhere.

He felt tired, so he simply went to sleep.

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When he woke up, he found that he was at the entrance of the hospital, and when he touched it, the nosebleed that had just flowed out had dried into a bloody scab, and he struggled to support his body and wanted to walk back to his apartment.

After being laid off from his company in Yokohama, he moved to Yoshino Prefecture, where he found a job where he could barely make a living, and rented an apartment near the company. Because he never had much rest during the holidays, but his work efficiency was really good, so the boss valued him very much and told him not to overwork, only he thought it was good, because he was still immersed in the grief of losing his lover.

Within a few steps he felt his stomach tumble and vomit on the side of the road, and when he vomited the contents of his stomach, he was completely conscious. In a small shop on the side of the road, Bai Liqiu bought a pack of cigarettes, took out one and lit it. After Asami's death, Bai Aiqiu learned to smoke, because when there is nothing to do, cigarettes are the most time-saving thing. He was already extremely familiar with the smell of cigarettes, and even if someone blew a puff of second-hand smoke in front of him, he could immediately tell what kind of cigarette that person was smoking, whether it was a cigarette or an ordinary cigarette. Still, he didn't like the irritation of the taste on his tongue, which felt like chewing on a dry leaf. He smoked only half of it, then snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it away.

Back in the apartment, looking at the group photo in front of the Forbidden City, which was only half of his own, he spat at the frame. He opened the refrigerator, only to find it empty. Bai Liqiu scratched his head helplessly, decided not to eat, he turned back to the bedroom, did not take anything off, fell on the tatami mat, and began to sleep again.

"Aki, Aki, wake up, the cherry blossoms in Yoshino Prefecture are blooming so beautifully, let's go and see it, Aki-kun!"

Hearing this, he sat up from the bed as if the autumn carp was straight. It was Asami's voice, which he hadn't heard in three years. He told himself in his heart: Asami is dead! But the voice just now was indeed so clear. Bai Liqiu thought that there was something wrong with her brain circuit, so she collapsed and continued to sleep.

"Thunderbolt, Raidoo!"

In less than ten minutes, the voice rang out again. Bai Liqiu just felt very irritable, so she covered her head with a pillow.

"Let's go see the cherry blossoms, Akira-kun!"

When the voice came to his ears for the third time, Bai Liqiu finally couldn't hold it back. He jumped up from the tatami mat, his eyes fixed on the empty wall, and he wondered: What is the meaning of this sound? Finally, after a while, Bai Muqiu can be said to have made a difficult decision: in a few days, he will go to ask for leave from the company, go alone, and go to the mountains of Yoshino to enjoy cherry blossoms.

Because Bai Liqiu has been working tirelessly, the boss quickly approved the leave. He packed his bags and prepared to go. The night before departure, Bai Liqiu deliberately cleaned the room, and strangely, he found the other half of the group photo that he had torn off before——— half of the photo that had disappeared for three years, in the closet. Such a coincidence made Bai Liqiu even more convinced that his decision was correct.

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In April, the weather gradually warms up, and the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and the mountains of Yoshino are almost entirely covered in dense cherry trees, and the cherry blossoms on the mountain are dominated by Somei Yoshino cherry blossoms, which are divided into Upper Thousand Cherry Blossoms, Middle Thousand Cherry Blossoms, and Lower Thousand Cherry Blossoms from top to bottom. The first to open was the lower thousand cherry blossoms, but now it's almost grateful, and the best one is the middle thousand cherry blossoms. Bai Liqiu booked a hotel at the foot of the mountain and prepared to go up the mountain the next day.

The next morning, hurriedly swept past the thousand cherry blossoms, and Bai Liqiu walked directly up the mountain with his bags on his back. There are few tourists on the mountain, and the economy has been sluggish over the years, and few people come to the mountain to enjoy the cherry blossoms in person. Bai Liqiu looked around, found a place where no one was, spread out the blanket, took out the small dishes in the small basket that Asami gave him before her death, and a few small pots of RB sake, and poured himself a drink in front of the pure and beautiful Nakachizakura. The breeze blew and blew the petals on the ground, pink, light green, and snow-white, flying together, mixed with all kinds of colors, Bai Liqiu stared at those petals, and did not come back to his senses for a long time, and he didn't know how long before he noticed something strange on his face, and when he touched it, it was a tear.

He walked towards the cherry blossom tree he was facing and held on to the trunk with his hand. It's been three years, and for the first time Bai Muqiu feels that such a scene is so real, he let out a long sigh, thinking, it would be nice if Asami was also by his side. Asami has been buried for a long time, and when she was alive, she was always looking forward to April every year, and she liked cherry blossoms the most. He let out another long sigh and gathered up his glasses and saucers to leave.

The wind was blowing, the wind and sand mixed with the petals blinded his eyes, he thought that some miracle had happened, but the things around him had not changed at all, he shook his head, sighed for the third time, made a self-deprecating expression, and returned to the state of the six gods without a master, his eyes staring vacantly at the treetops.

"How can there be any miracle?" He said disappointedly, and walked down the mountain.

"You're finally here, Liqiu-kun."

In a trance, a familiar voice came into his ears, and he looked behind him, and a small figure appeared behind the trunk of the tree that was originally unmanned.

"Asami, is that you?" Bai Liqiu cried out earnestly, and the girl stepped out from behind the tree, her steps so light. The long ponytail was jet black and shiny, and the blue-green eyes shone like cold jade. Maybe it's because of the longing for his lover, now, at this moment, standing in front of Bai Liqiu, is a living person - Asami Moriyama. At this time, Bai Liqiu was surprised and delighted.

"It's been three years, Asami," Aki hugged her tightly, "Do you know how much I miss you?" ”

"Well, I've never forgotten Liqiu-kun! Perhaps it is because of our endless thoughts about each other that I have been spiritualized and reappeared in front of you. Asami Moriyama smiled at Akira, and that smile was so unforgettable.

"Those three sentences are your whispers to me in your dreams." Bai Liqiu asked.

"yes, because I don't want to miss this last chance to meet you."

Bai Liqiu helped Asami get rid of the wind's ear hair and kissed her gently on the lips. At this moment, even a kiss can make Bai Liqiu feel Asami's real existence. He used to not believe in any ghosts and gods, but now, he hopes that those superstitions and feudalism are true, because Asami is like this, really in front of his eyes. He hoped that she would not leave, but her body had disappeared from this world, and this time of separation, she might never see each other again, and this kind of goodbye may be the most painful - really, for the last time.

They talked happily for a while, Bai Liqiu told about the joys and sorrows of the world over the past few years, and Asami listened with emotion, just like the two of them had exchanged heartfelt words in the villa. They didn't care about the passage of time at all, until, the wind blew again.

The sun shines through the clouds and reflects the earth, and Bai Liqiu knows that this brief reunion is about to come to an end forever.

"Are you leaving......" he asked.

"Hmm......" Asami replied reluctantly.

"Now, Liqiu-kun." He said.

"What?" Bai Liqiu was not surprised to find that Asami's body began to become transparent, and something like Qiongyu grew in the corners of her eyes, which was her last tears.

"Hug me again, okay?" Asami begged, and two lines of tears welled up in her eyes.

Bai Liqiu bit his lip tightly, and he hugged Asami one last time into his arms. He tried not to let himself cry, at least, he couldn't cry in front of his beloved.

"Li Qiujun, please don't forget me no matter what, and don't forget the days we spent together, okay?" Asami's voice faded away with the wind.

Bai Liqiu was about to answer, but found that his arms were already empty. With tears in his eyes, he cried out hoarsely to the sky, "I—no—forget—remember—!" He sat down slowly, tears pouring down his face.

Bai Liqiu suddenly understood that in such a world, sad things, painful things, will never go away, rather than hurting others, or letting yourself suffer grief, it is better to struggle out of all pain, not walking between love and hate. One should find one's own world and live one's own life, and perhaps this is what we should do in this poor and hateful world.

"I'm going to find my world, my life!" Wiping away tears, Bai Liqiu smiled to the sky and made a declaration of rebirth.

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The first draft was completed on April 5, 2019

The redraft was completed on April 11, 2019

The third draft was completed on April 17, 2019

The dead fight was completed on October 3, 2019

White Fall

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