She was a refined young woman from a modest family, but fate had other plans, drawing her into the turmoil. All she had wanted was to stay by his side forever, never leaving or abandoning him. To share a life in harmony was her lifelong wish; she dreamed of growing old together, their hair turning white.
He was a young master born into a prominent family, but his family cast him aside, leaving him branded with an infamous name and forcing him to part painfully from his homeland and the one he loved. With a sweep of his sleeves, he left in flowing white robes. His sails disappeared among the clouds on the horizon, and his heart wandered without hope of return. His origins were shrouded in mystery, and he longed to make his mark, but a single misstep led to disaster. The world was beyond his control.
One glance on the Lantern Festival night was enough to entrust him with her heart for life. Alas, their fate was shallow though their love ran deep, and they were never meant to grow old together. Even if they only turned back to look once, a hundred years had already passed. Their bodies drifted like duckweed and willow fluff, their hearts like fallen blossoms carried away on the wind.
I have been waiting for you all this time. Have you been waiting for me, too?
