So the girl and the boy passed by like that.

She never found him again, and the boy in white clothes seemed to have evaporated and never appeared again.

The girl searched and looked for it, and waited, all the girls around her were married, and she was still waiting, begging the Buddha while waiting, hoping to see the man again, even if he was just a glance, even if it was just a brief moment.

The girl thought, maybe, love is sometimes just a firework, just a short moment.

She finally moved the Buddha.

The Buddha said, do you want to take a look at that young man again?

She nodded, yes, yes, at any cost!

Buddha smiled, OK, I will fulfill you, you must give up everything you are now, your family, your youth, your beauty, all your happiness..."

The girl agreed without hesitation.

These are not enough, the Buddha continued to smile and said, "You have to become a tree, and you have to wait for five hundred years."

The girl hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

In an instant, the girl really turned into a tree, standing in the wind and rain, waiting for a hundred years, two hundred years... Four hundred and ninety-nine years have passed, and the girl almost lost her patience. In the last year, she tried hard to make the tree grow lush and bloom one flower after another. Each of her five hundred years of waiting and hope, and each of her five hundred years of sighs. She trembled and waited, believing that the Buddha would not lie to her.

On the last day of five hundred years, people came out for a spring outing again. In the crowd coming and going, she suddenly saw the boy in white clothes. Her tears fell down, and the flowers floated one after another. People said in surprise, come and see, why did the flowers in this tree fall all at once? The boy came over, turned his head and left after just a glance. He didn't know that the fallen land was her five hundred years of tears.

A flowering tree is dead.

The Buddha asked, do you regret it? He only looked at him for five hundred years?"

Bai Weiwei's voice was beautiful, and the was slowly told by her. The two girls were immediately immersed in this beautiful and sad .

Bai Weiwei deliberately paused when she talked about this, looked at the expressions of the two little girls, wow, each of them frowned and waited for the following words.

Seeing that she hadn't been talking for a long time, Ling Qiao'er shook her arm anxiously and urged: "Miss, tell me quickly, do you regret that girl?

"Yes, Miss, did this girl finally get along with that boy?" Xier also said anxiously.

Lingqiao'er glanced at her, "It's definitely true! The of the lady is all about the prince and the princess being together."

Bai Wei smiled, "This time it's a different ending."

"Ah, then you can tell me quickly!" The two girls were so anxious.

"The girl shook her head, no regrets, I want to see him again.

The Buddha smiled. I can let you see him again. As for whether you can fall in love, it depends on your luck!

So the girl returned to her human form, but this time she became an old and ugly old woman. When she met him again, her heart was beating wildly. The person she had been waiting for for five hundred years was right in front of her. She walked up and said, "Do you still know me?"

The boy said, how could I know you?

The girl said, how could you not know me? I have been waiting for you for five hundred years.

The boy ignored her and turned to leave. Her voice was so old and terrible.
Chapter completed!