His voice was somewhat faintly carried away by the wind, as she listened intently.
Lu Shifeng continued, "It was a springtime, and the camellias were blooming, the expansive tea fields made it easy to lose direction when you walked in. They saw a very beautiful red camellia flower on a tree not far away, so your grandfather decided to pick it for my grandmother and asked her to wait right where she was. She watched his figure disappear into the depths of the tea groves, and suddenly, for reasons unknown, a fire broke out.
"The fire spread from the direction where your grandfather went in and quickly grew big, covering the skies. Grandmother desperately called your grandfather's name, but in the raging fire, there was no response to be heard.
"She wanted to rush in to save him but was pulled back by someone after just a few steps.
"When she turned around, it was my grandfather.
