The General Is Above

To find the man who belonged to her, she crossed mountains and rivers, journeying from the misty Jiangnan region all the way to the snowy northern frontier, until she drew close to him. One day, she would tell him that for the past ten years, he had lived in her heart, become part of her flesh and blood, and breathed alongside her. She loved him, and only him. So it was all right if he rejected her, and all right if he didn't want to respond. She only asked that he not ignore her feelings. They were her own business, and had nothing to do with him. Even if she gave up, it would be her choice. No one else could decide for her. That was who she was when it came to him: always hopelessly devoted, and now utterly lost in love.