Jiantong's Twisted Stories: Purple Flower

Once upon a time there was a purple flower.

It grew on a hill.

It loved a blue flower on the neighbouring hill. It loved the blue flower very much. It was a short time since they met, so how could the purple flower love the blue flower so much? The donkey raised this question

'Well I am not quite sure myself" the purple flower answered. " I guess I just love the blue flower very much."

But it was not possible between purple flower and blue flower. The blue flower loved the red flower. They were on the same hill. Purple flower stands on its own hill.

The blue flower never had eyes for the purple flower. They made small talk, friendly talk. But they still never had a chance in the world. The blue flower seems ignorant. The purple flower wanted to tell the blue flower how much it loved it.

But then it just didnt have the courage.

A year passed. The purple flower knows its time is up soon. It is older than both the red and blue flowers. It will probably die away first. The red and blue flowers grew closer. The purple flower drifted even further away.

A tear started to trickle down the purple flower's face as the cold autumn wind blew.

It looked up and said "Oh you infinite heavens, my love remains unrequited to the end. What could be more sad?" It then closed its eyes.

The next moment, it was chewed up by a grazy cow. A violent death descended upon it that left it no decent carcass.