A redemption, a moment of falling in love, a farewell.
They would never see each other again in this lifetime.
They first met in a small town. The silver-haired boy took a bite of a citron to cheer her up.
Beneath a sky full of fireworks, they made a promise to face a new life together.
When the winter solstice arrived, snow fell over their parting.
“When the citron hits the ground, I’ll come back.”
In the eleventh year, he returned with a pregnant woman by his side.
“Zhang Hetiao!”
“Do you know that woman?” she asked, looking at him gently.
The man shook his head. “I don’t remember.”
