but they’re strong and trying to protect their love from disasters, for giving another one more second, to letting people live in happiness and peace．
“And there is another one, blooming in snow,” the man lays his knees down, facing Snowy, and puts his hand on Snowy’s chest, “Dub, Dub, Dub…” her heart throbs, with cadence, “this one is even more beautiful than wintersweets, it’s inside here.”⊙本⊙作⊙品⊙由⊙思⊙兔⊙在⊙線⊙閱⊙讀⊙網⊙友⊙整⊙理⊙上⊙傳⊙
Snowy stays, she doesn’t know what to say, what can describe her feeling, her heart hurts, but different from when she is sick. She is afraid, afraid of one day she will leave her brother, leave this world．
She hugs him, long and deep fall in his arms. She feels safe when her brother is close to her, and she believes her brother is strong, strong enough to protect her and giving her faith to live. And he is praying too, to keep Snowy safe and not let the death god takes her away, the flower he wants to protect．
But the nightmare still comes, at the end of winter, Snowy was gone with the plum flowers and the heavenly snow, her brother was by her side， gave her strength and supports, protected her until the last minute of her life. In the forest, other plants take plum flowers’ place still protecting the town and things they love from disaster．
The war can’t be control by our wish, maybe o
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