Flower Magic Book

 -Sir Knight, I've heard that many famous paintings in museums actually have multiple layers. When people scan them with X-rays, they can see another painting hidden beneath the layers of paint.  -That's true, Tom. Look at the princess's painting, It’s so great, right? Then imagine your heart is an X-ray, and you will see another painting: She was staying up late, relax, with a smile on her face, enjoying painting and expressing herself.

 -How to specifically describe love?  -I think that when you love someone, you subconsciously want to bring her gifts. Even in ordinary days, maybe not expensive things. You just want to see her smile.  -And, sometimes I wonder, if I were to travel several decades into the future, would I meet the old me who is giving you gifts, my princess.

Sometimes, I feel like I am facing countless versions of you, each so different from the other, which leaves me a bit confused. Yet, they all shine like stars.  If my daily task is to fall in love with one different, star-like you, then I hope you are the Milky Way, my princess.

Hey, Tom, Owl, what are you doing?  Shh, Snowball, be quiet. We are listening to the knight and the princess discuss life.  Is it okay to eavesdrop like this?  Listen, they themselves said to stay curious and be true to yourself. That's what we are doing now.

 -The princess is truly beautiful!  -Yes, extremely. -Knight, you seem overly calm.  -Because she was always meant to be this beautiful. And even more dazzling is the soul that you all never had the chance to see, which is as quirky as mine.

 -Sir Knight, why do you call this painting 'Wind'? The wind has no color.  -The wind indeed has no color, but she does.

 -This painting is so sweet.  -Tom, you're a cat, you don't have a sense of taste for sweetness, so why would you describe it as sweet?  -It's because I saw this act of giving, and it made me happy. That’s probably what sweetness is. Knight, does this depict you giving candy to the princess?  -No, it depicts her giving me sweetness. In the memory of love, who gave whom the candy, who knows.

-Have you heard? Sir Knight, The princess said her life is very hard, but no one believes her.  -I understand her. She's too hard on herself. -Let's give the princess more sweet gifts. -Yes, but Tom, what do you mean by bringing your honey jar cat bed over here?

 Flowers typically wither within 3 to 5 days, and even if made into dried flowers, they will gradually lose their color. But don’t worry my princess, in my To-do app, flowers are a weekly recurring task. They will always smile at you every Monday.  For me, love you is the same, a recurring task, every day, every week, every year, every lifetime for maybe thousand years. Whatever, I hate Friday.