A person will meet two people in their lifetime: one who takes their breath away, and one who brings warmth to the years.
At Nanyuan in Tingzhou, the lanterns had just lit up, and the place was bustling with life. It was the first Spring Festival after our wedding, and I’d returned with my husband to celebrate at the old family home. At the family banquet, I ran into my first love, whom I hadn’t seen since we broke up years ago. No wonder my husband’s eyes and brows had seemed so familiar when we first met. I never imagined they were cousins.
(A short story, expected to be around 20,000 to 30,000 words.)
