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Angel Wings Silhouette

Wings of the plum blossom

A reincarnation tale of lost time, forbidden love, and a bird who remembers it all. In a world ruled by war and duty, Li Xian, a noble girl of sixteen, was never meant to wield power. Yet when soldiers bled and kingdoms fell, she stepped forward—not with a sword, but with healing hands, fierce courage, and a heart that defied fate. Gifted in the healing arts and burdened by her family's ambition, Li Xian rose in the shadows of generals and emperors. With her brilliant blue macaw Sky always by her side, she tended to the wounded, saved lives with herbs and grit, and found love in the unlikeliest of places—Ren Xu, a quiet warrior with storm-gray eyes and a secret of his own. But fate is cruel. On the battlefield where she gave everything, Li Xian died before her seventeenth spring, cradled by the wind, watched only by the macaw who never forgot her. Sky waited. Years passed. Centuries turned. Still, he waited. Now, in a bustling new era of silk-draped palaces and forgotten gods, a bold but guarded noblewoman named Ju Xian rebels against a future she didn’t choose. A clever street thief named Taotao flees a life of hunger and shadows. Neither knows the other. Yet dreams haunt them—fragments of war, whispers of love, and a strange connection to a caged bird with wise, sad eyes. The past is awakening. And with it, a second chance at the love that ended too soon. Together, Ju Xian and Taotao must uncover who they once were—and what their bond could still become. But as destiny twists and memories return, they must ask: Can love reborn survive a second goodbye? --- Perfect for readers who love: Tragic reincarnation love stories Beautiful but bittersweet journeys Smart heroines and wounded heroes Talking animals or animal companions with memory Ancient China, palace intrigue, destiny Heartfelt storytelling with emotional payoff
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There are no declarations here. No love letters. No moments where the world stops and music swells. Just two people—Bakha and Jungkook—drawn to each other like shadows at dusk, always almost touching, always almost speaking. They’ve never really met, and yet they know each other in a way that defies logic. Like dreamers recognizing each other in a crowd, like strangers who remember the same ache. Bakha lives inside her head—quiet, watching, always wondering if she’s too much or never enough. Jungkook exists in that same weightless space, laughing with others while something inside him stays untouched. He doesn’t say much. He doesn’t need to. With her, silence feels like conversation. There’s something about the way they linger near each other in the pages of life—as if fate tied their names together and forgot to give them instructions. School, family, responsibilities—they all move around them like noise. But the real story is in the pauses. The moments where their eyes meet and the world seems to hesitate, unsure whether to continue or stay suspended in that fragile closeness. Love doesn’t shout here. It waits in hallways. It hides in shared glances. It aches when she thinks of him at night, when he wonders if she ever knew. It’s the kind of love that doesn't need to happen to exist. The kind that stays, quietly, even when they walk away. This is not a story of falling in love. It’s a story of already being there— and trying to live with everything that love cannot say out loud.
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