In a European-style school, the huge college is empty. It is early spring, and the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. Looking from a distance, with the sunset, the college is full of soft cherry blossoms, tenderly speaking.

With the breath of late spring.

Teenagers and girls were sitting under the cherry blossom trees chatting, playing and laughing with each other. The only girl in the middle had long silver-white hair, mixed with the softness of light cherry blossoms, and the smile on her face was gentle and clean.

It seems to be a bit more beautiful than the cherry blossoms blooming on the branches. The young people around her are also outstanding in appearance. They are all sitting happily under the tree, bathing in the breath of late spring. It looks like a beautiful picture.

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The beautiful scene is intoxicating, if you ignore the shooting machines.

"Ka" the director gave the order, and the girls and boys sitting under the tree stood up one after another and dispersed from under the tree. "Well done!" The director gave everyone a thumbs up in appreciation. "Thank you, senior, for your hard work.

"Everyone bowed politely in return. "Take a break and shoot the next scene later." The director nodded with satisfaction. On the side, he flipped through the notebook in his hand. The agent looked at the schedule and frowned.

"Director, I have to move as fast as possible for a while, and I have to rush to take photos for a while." "Yes, I will move faster." The director nodded.

"Thank you." Qingyu smiled slightly, sat under the umbrella, took the water from the agent on the side, took a few sips, and looked around. "I have been filming for so long, come and take a rest, brother."

Qingyu put down the water, looked at Baixian who was standing in the sun and touched up her makeup, and reminded her. "It's okay," Baixian smiled nonchalantly, "But Yu'er, you have to rush to take a photo album later." The look in his eyes.

There was a slight flash of distress. The staff member who was patching up his makeup quickly moved his hands in understanding, and then walked away.

"Yu'er is very happy to be with my brother. And after filming the next scene, I won't be asked to appear in this MV." She slightly showed her neat teeth and spoke in a cheerful tone without any trace of fatigue. She watched with a smile.

Baekhyun walked over. "It's true that brothers still have a few scenes to shoot. Thank you for your hard work. I will prepare delicious food for brothers in the evening."

"Yu'er," Bai Xian was about to say something, but the director's voice interrupted him, "The sun is setting, speed up the action, the actors are in their positions." "Yeah, it's time to shoot." He stood up softly and pulled Baixian up.

Let him sit where he is. "It's the last scene. I'm going to disappear after filming." He said mischievously, looking at the sky that had been dyed red by the setting sun, he couldn't help but feel a little better. "

Don't talk nonsense." Baixian gently tapped Qingyu's head, and Qingyu slowly walked towards the shooting location. This scene must be the scene of parting with Sehun.

"Start!" the director ordered, and the scene fell silent. Everyone sat or stood watching.

The sky was slowly dyed red by the setting sun, as if it had been baptized with blood. The cherry blossoms were dyed with a deeper color by the sunset. The cherry blossoms were blown by the wind, and floated down more violently, like a

A cherry blossom rain is like a cherry blossom funeral.

"The cherry blossoms are about to fall again." Qingyu looked up at the cherry blossoms flying in the wind, stretched out a hand and caught the fallen petals in the palm of her hand. Her tone was faint and inexplicably sad. Behind her,

From an angle that the boy couldn't see, the girl's eyes were already moist, filled with deep sadness and reluctance.

"Idiot, the cherry blossoms will still bloom next year." The young man lovingly embraced the girl's slender waist from behind, and gently placed his chin on the girl's shoulder. A big smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, the cherry blossoms will bloom next year...but I," the corners of Qingyu's mouth were still raised, but her tone became softer and softer, "What?" Shixun turned his head in confusion and asked, "It's nothing.

"The girl shook her head, slowly tilted her cheek, and gently pressed her face against the boy's. The boy naturally closed his eyes, enjoying the intimacy. It's the last time, it's the last time I'm leaning against you like this.

"Sehun, can I sing to you?" "Okay." The boy closed his eyes, his face full of satisfaction. "The tears are a little salty and a little sweet. Your chest kissed the side of my face. I looked back.

The passing snow slowly melts into the grassland, and I am just like you who never regretted it for a second..." This ancient language that belongs to the East tells the story of the love of young girls who fall in love but have to be separated.

As she sang deeply, the girl's tightly closed eyes slowly shed rows of clear tears, and her brows furrowed faintly.

The cherry blossoms fell more and more violently, falling gently to the ground. However, the crimson color of the cherry blossoms seemed to be more intense than before, as if they were dyed red by blood.

"What is it? It's wet." Sehun felt the inexplicable wetness on his face, frowned slightly, and opened his eyes. "Why are you crying? Are you so reluctant to leave the cherry blossoms?" Sehun gently turned the girl over, gently

He hugged the girl. Then he gently wiped away the tears on the girl's face. "Xun, I was just blinded by the wind." The girl gently called the boy's name, smiling at the corner of her mouth, trying to look calmer.

, with unconcealable sadness in his eyes, the young man felt something was wrong at this moment, and asked nervously, "What's the matter, Yu'er, what's the matter?" in a gentle and loving tone.

"Xun," the girl's eyes were as transparent as obsidian, filled with water drops, and there was a thin mist. She slowly repeated the boy's name, but inadvertently, a bright red slowly flowed out from the corner of her mouth,

"Xun," the girl suddenly didn't know, and just kept repeating the boy's name.

"I'm here, I'm here, what's wrong? Is there blood?" the young man replied in a panic, "O-are you bleeding?" The girl dazedly touched the corner of her mouth and looked at the dazzling red on her fair fingers. Her hands were in a hurry.

Wiping away the blood from the corner of the girl's mouth, Sehun's eyes showed a bit of unconcealable panic, "What's wrong? It's bleeding, Yu'er, how could this happen?" Because of wiping the corner of the girl's mouth, the girl's body lost the boy's restraints and became soft.

She fell back softly. The boy "Yu'er" hurriedly caught the girl's body and picked her up. "Let's go to the hospital. I'll take you to the hospital." Sehun's hair was soaked with sweat and he looked panicked.

Terrified, while running, he hurriedly grabbed his feet and fell down, kneeling on the ground intertwined with petals and grass. The young man hurriedly checked to see if the girl in his arms had been injured.

"Xun, does it hurt?" Qingyu's face became paler and paler, and the blood from the corner of his mouth couldn't stop flowing out. The bright red and white skin were enchanting. He weakly raised his hand and tried his best to wipe away the young man's face.

Sweat on his face. "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel pain." Sehun hurriedly grabbed the girl's hand and put it against his face. His eyes were faintly red, and he looked extremely helpless.

"Xun, I'm leaving." The girl still had that faint smile on her face, but she couldn't hide the paleness on her face. "Didn't you agree that we won't separate? Yu'er, I won't let you go, I won't let you go." The young man said.

He opened his eyes in disbelief, hugged the girl's soft body tightly, and kept repeating "No, absolutely not."

"Xun, we are always different." The girl raised her eyes to the sky, her silent eyes reflecting the sky that had been dyed as red as blood. "Xun, the time is coming." The young man whispered softly in his ear.

With.

"No, no!" The young man lowered his head and looked at the delicate face of the girl in his arms. He desperately wiped the blood on the corner of the girl's mouth that could not be wiped away. Tears fell down and fell on the girl's face.

"Xun, I, have I told you?" He was so angry that no matter whether the young man wanted to admit it or not, he had to face the fact that the girl was about to leave, and tears fell more violently. "Don't, don't cry,"

The smile on Qingyu's face was also stained with a hint of bitterness, and she could no longer speak continuously. "Always, always, never, never, regrets." The girl said with great effort, "No, no

I regret meeting you." The girl's expression was extremely painful, and her brows were tightly knitted together. "Yu'er, Yu'er." The boy didn't realize that where they were, they were all stained red with blood. The girl looked at the boy closely.

With a handsome face, he smiled and said slowly, "I, I...I love you."

The body of the girl in the boy's arms slowly became transparent, and then turned into flying butterflies, dancing with the petals falling in the air. The boy stared blankly at his empty hands, and then slowly closed them tightly, as if

Wanting to catch the girl's last breath, he cried and cried like a child. After a long time, he slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where the butterfly flew away, and spoke sincerely as if making a promise. "
Chapter completed!