A Dream in This Fleeting Life, Drunk on Cold Fragrance

Because of a plum tree, she crossed the ravine of time and came to his world, turning into a seven-year-old child.

He was nine, and she was seven. He found her beneath the plum tree.

He was ten, and she was eight. Beneath the plum tree, she became his "little bride."

But their happy days did not last long. In the end, they could not escape the tricks of fate. After a serious illness, she slept for ten years and forgot everything. The only thing that remained unchanged was her eight-year-old appearance.

He was twenty, while she was still only eight. From then on, he became her Uncle Nangong.

He was twenty-eight, and she was sixteen. Gazing longingly at the plum blossoms in the snowy cold, he sighed and wondered when she would remember the boy from her childhood.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.