Qing Xia wrapped her arms around Jiu Yue's shoulders and kissed his tightly closed lips. Tears fell onto his face before she even realized it. His eyes slowly opened. He grabbed Qing Xia's wrist and raised himself slightly. Smiling through the pain, he forced out, "Qing Xia, didn't you say you never wanted to see me again?"
The two met in midsummer and pledged themselves to each other in early autumn. Now, with winter approaching, Qing Xia's long-held hope that they could stay together forever seemed unlikely to come true.
She said love and hate were always intertwined.
But Qing Xia only wanted her life to be connected to Jiu Yue.
Seeing him wake, she was overwhelmed with joy. Smiling through her tears, she finally admitted that she could never truly understand life. This memory wasn't something she could put into words in just a sentence or two...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
