《▪weeping willow▪》

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What is blue?

What is green?

How do you know which is which? What differentiate blue and green? What differentiate yellow and purple?

Before everything, his life was so bland.

Colorless.

Jin Guangming was a very emotionless person. His immortal mother never showed him attention so he grew up with no love. Jin Guangming still know what was right and what was wrong, but he was just so cold.

That one day, where he had seen red in his black pupils was just a beautiful sight. He first saw how red her lips were. Her cheeks were pink and her pale peach porcelain skin was everything to him. He wanted to go back to that hut everyday to see her everytime.

He actually felt emotions.

Jin Guangming was wrapped around Lei Mengxiang so tightly. He was addicted to her.

Before he had his punishment of lightning strikes, Jin Guangming personally had asked the Jade Emperor to have a proper burial for her. The Jade Emperor didn't refuse, however Jin Guangming had to abide the funeral to the mortal's customs of their ways of funerals.

Jin Guangming had buried Lei Mengxiang at the mountain where he had first seen her. Lei Mengxiang's grave was only a few miles away from their hut that they both had loved each other.

That sad day, it was raining. Jin Guangming had cried non stop. He was wearing plain grieving clothes. The color of a buttercream pale white.

Of course, Jin Guangming hated the color of his grieving clothes.

"Xiang'er. I miss you." Jin Guangming put his large cold palm on her grave while the rain fell.

Jin Guangming was sobbing so aggressively that no one could tell if the tears was his, or the skies?

The God of Light and Colors had unspoken words for Lei Mengxiang. "Why are you so stupid?"

He paused for a few seconds before talking again. "Although you knew I was going blind, you didn't have to die like that you foolish girl."

He weeped, and weeped while the light rain were falling onto him.

"I dislike all these colors I see now. I was content with just seeing your red. Hell, I'm even content with just hearing your beautiful voice when you sing by the weeping willow tree." Jin Guangming reminiscences.

Coincidentally a willow tree was right next to her grave. Each drop of the rain had trickled down the leaves of the weeping willow and dripped onto her grave stone.

Jin Guangming had laughed a bit while crying, "it's funny that you gave me your eyes to prevent me from being blind, but I'm dying without you."

"I want you back by my side."

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《▪weeping willow▪》