There Are No Young People Here

That year, the moonlight was just right on the palace wall, and the young man climbed over the wall, holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, smiling so hard that his eyes were crooked—— "Ajiu, when I become a general, I will marry you." Later he really became a general. On the day of the victory, he knelt in front of his father, his forehead pressed against the cold bluestone, and did not get up for a long time. I just learned that there were seventy-three members of the Xie family, and seventy-one of them died. He was the only one left, and Shen Moli who was far away in the south of the Yangtze River. Later, he put the cloak on her shoulders at the palace banquet. The movements were so natural, so natural that it felt like I had done it a thousand times. That cloak was once mine. He said he lost it. Turns out it wasn't lost. Just give it to someone else. —— I am the ninth princess, Xiao Lingyi. I have been waiting for Xie Linchuan for seven years. What was waiting was not his promise, but the look in his eyes like looking into a mirror when he looked at another woman. "She was the only one left in her family," he said. But I only have him left. —— There are no young people here, the mountains and rivers are all old dreams.