Spring Comes to the Woods Beyond the Sick Tree

It was the second year I'd been with my brother's best friend without a name or a promise when his childhood sweetheart returned.

My heart finally died, and I agreed to the marriage alliance arranged by my family.

The engagement banquet was lavish and private, with only a handful of close friends invited.

As I signed the marriage contract, my brother's phone rang.

He answered and laughed as he scolded the caller:

"Zheng Siheng, you bastard. You didn't even show up to your own sister's engagement banquet."

Silence lingered on the other end for a few seconds.

Then Zheng Siheng's voice slowly came through:

"Who did you say was getting engaged?"