As if through those ordinary years, he vaguely remembered the girl who was kneeling in Li'an Temple that year, patiently copying scriptures stroke by stroke in the hot summer. Her fair face was like a beam of light in the afternoon, dazzling his life for more than twenty years. His life was smooth and stable, but her appearance broke his normal state. He approached her again and again and leaned towards her...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
