Stars Fall Into The Sea, Love Never Fades Chapter 48

Chapter 46 Endless reincarnation and eternal starlight

After Qi left, Zhi handed over the studio to the grown-up girl.He still lives in that small courtyard, sitting on a wicker chair every day, looking in the direction of the sea, and flipping through their picture albums.

He scattered Qi’s ashes into their favorite sea.The waves rolled up the waves, as if Qi was responding to his thoughts.

The body of attachment is getting worse day by day.He would often sit by the beach for the whole afternoon, murmuring Qi’s name.Sometimes, he would feel that Qi was beside him, carrying a faint scent of pine wood, speaking softly in his ear.

Three years later, on an afternoon when the sun set over the window sill, Zhi lay on a wicker chair, holding the pendant in his hand, looking at the white roses outside the window, and closed his eyes forever.

There was a new picture album in his hand, and the last page was drawn by him using his last strength – two figures holding hands, standing on the seaside under the setting sun, with the bright starry sky in the background.The inscription is: Zhi and Qi, life after life, will never be separated.

In accordance with Zhi’s last wish, his family also scattered his ashes into the sea.The sea breeze picked up the two wisps of ashes and entwined them, like two souls finally embracing each other.

Many years later, a charity art exhibition called “Reincarnation of Stars” was held in a new city.

In the center of the exhibition hall, there is a huge oil painting. In the painting, there are countless figures holding hands, spanning different time and space, but all standing under the same starry sky.

A young man in a white shirt was standing in front of the painting, fascinated.His name is Zhi.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from behind, with a familiar tenderness: “Do you like this painting too?”

Zhi turned around suddenly and ran into a pair of smiling eyes.The young man was wearing a light gray sweatshirt, carrying a drawing board on his back, and his eyebrows were curved, just like the figure in the dream.

The wind picked up the boy’s clothes, carrying a faint scent of pine wood.

Zhi’s heart suddenly started beating wildly, as if something was awakening deep in his soul.

The young man smiled and stretched out his hand. The stars in his eyes were even brighter than those in the painting: “Hello, my name is Qi.”

Zhi looked at his hand, his fingertips trembled slightly, but he still stretched it out.The moment their palms touched, a warm current surged through the body, like a reunion that spanned countless reincarnations.

“Hello,” Zhi’s voice contained an imperceptible tremor, but was extremely firm, “My name is Zhi. Nice to meet you.”

The setting sun shines through the glass windows of the exhibition hall, shining warmly and brightly on their held hands.

The starry sky remains the same, the sea remains the same, and love remains the same.

Reincarnation never ends, stars last forever.

This is their story and an eternal legend for all those who believe in love.