Eleven years ago, in Zhu Anlin Garden, she said to the man: "See you again if we are destined."
Five years later, in Shuya Hall, the man said to her: "Nice to meet you."
Six years ago, under the bright moonlit night, she was leaning on the man on the green pool railing, but the man who always disliked other people's touch did not push her away.
Dimly, she heard the man ask: "Will you wait for me?"
She replied: "Of course, we are recognized sisters."
There was no trace of light igniting and then dissipating in that man's eyes at all.
Later, she, dressed in green gauze and black hat, met the man in military uniform unexpectedly under the plum branches outside Qinzhuo Garden. The man opened his mouth and said slowly: "An'er, I'm back."
And she bowed her hands in salute, said solemnly and coldly, "Congratulations to the general on your triumphant return."
Having said this, everything seems to be like the snow in the capital, covering the earth and crushing the tender stamens of red flowers on the branches.
But the bird flew by, plucked the girl's snow-covered heartstrings, and sowed the seeds of spring.
From then on, cold and summer came and went, and the four seasons passed. The seeds sprouted and grew into towering trees, with branches full of lush leaves.
Just waiting for the shocking bird to come to rest.
Intention: Women should not be outdone by men