Chapter 7 Love

This is real. There was a beautiful girl from a well-to-do family in a village. Many people came to match her, but none of them succeeded.She was only fifteen or sixteen years old that year. It was a spring night, and she stood by the back door, holding the peach tree with her hand.She remembered that she was wearing a moon-white shirt.The young man who lived across the door met her before, but he had never greeted her before. He walked over, not far away, stood still, and said softly, "Oh, are you here too?" She didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything more. They stood for a while and walked away.

That's it. Later, this woman was kidnapped by her relatives and sold to other counties as a concubine, and was resold several times. After countless thrilling incidents, when she was old, she still remembered the past, and often talked about it, on that spring night. , under the peach tree at the back door, the young man. When you meet the one among the millions, when amid millions of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, you happen to catch up with you, neither a step too early nor a step too late, then there is nothing else to say. Only softly asked: "Oh, are you here too?"