It’s water pink. The pink flowers and trees are swaying and swaying like a glowing fire; thousands of cherry blossoms overlap each other. There are uncountable number of flowering branches on each tree, uncountable number of flowers on each branch, thousands of pink cherry blossoms pushing the branches down above the head.
Xiaohuan was deeply intoxicated by the beauty in front of her. Suddenly, a young military officer in the cherry blossoms approached her. The person here was not her husband Lin Ziyi, but another man, the young officer Ichiro Tanaka. Xiaohuan was surprised and opened her lips slightly, and whispered: “Tanaka-san!” With a smile on his face, Tanaka walked a few steps to the window and put Xiaohuan under the cherry tree.
The breeze blows, and the cherry blossom petals are falling and sprinkling on them. Tanaka hugged Xiaohuan, Qingmei, romantic and tender, Xiaohuan became the happiest woman in the world. After that, Tian Zhong came to Xiaohuan at midnight every day. After the two were overwhelmed and warm, Xiaohuan fell asleep.
When she woke up from her sleep, Tanaka was gone.