Back in the Republican era, there was once a couple in Shencheng who lived out a story of loving each other but never getting the chance to say it, of loving without knowing it. They knew each other as children, met at the Li residence, and spent time together in the garden. Then death parted them. She was neither the moonlight before his window nor the red mole in his heart. She was the little courtyard of the Tian family, a place where he could retreat.
Among a garden full of flowers, he looked only at the pear blossoms. “I spent my life killing enemies and winning great victories, yet I failed utterly. My one regret is that I never got to tell you in person that I love you. Li Luoxi, you once asked why I like pear blossoms above all others. It's because of Li Luoxi...”
Really nice