“Shen Hexi, in our next life, let’s not be born into troubled times.”
On their wedding night, she held a hairpin to his throat. He smiled and said, “What a spirited filly.”
On a rainy night, they parted in tears. “I hate you,” she cried. He stood in the rain without moving.
When he was badly wounded and unconscious, she said, “Wake up, and I’ll try to love you.” The first thing he said upon waking was, “You promised.”
She thought he had killed the person she loved most.
He didn’t know she was terrified of thunder.
After seven cannon blasts rang out over the Yangtze, he, gravely wounded, threw his military cap toward her on the bank.
Clutching the cap, she walked into the icy river.
“Shen Hexi, you once asked me who I’d save if you and my cousin fell into the river. Here’s my answer: I’ll save neither of you. I’ll sink into the river with you.”
In the third year of the Republic, not a drop of rain came. In this lifetime, she never heard the words “I love you.”
BE-style romance · Marriage before love · Unrequited love · A tragedy of the times
