"Look, the character for 'person' is so interesting," she said. She jumped up, spread her legs, and stood in a wide A-shape, letting her arms hang down. "With both feet on the ground and your head reaching for the sky, that's a 'person.' But if you stand here and I stand here," she drew a left-falling stroke and a right-falling stroke in the air with her hand, "and we come together, we're also a person. I think that's what being human is like. On your own, you can walk through the world on your own two feet, guided by your own head. But if there are two people, supporting each other, they're also one person. I really admire Feng Yi. She lives life boldly on her own, never worrying or hesitating, and can face any situation with composure. Then she met Second Cousin, decided he was the one, and quickly let go of all her previous plans to devote herself wholeheartedly to family life. Chinese culture speaks of being content wherever you are. That must be what it means, right?"
A Republican-era woman's love and heartache...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
