They have been husband and wife for ten years, but he never thought that saying goodbye in the snow that day would be an eternal farewell.
Shen Yan always thought that he and his wife Liu Yunniang still had a long time to live. She always stayed by his side quietly, making tea, wine, and tidying up his clothes, just like the red plum they planted in the courtyard, gentle and constant. He was used to her presence, but he never understood the desperate secret hidden beneath her increasingly pale complexion.
It wasn't until she went south under the pretext of visiting relatives, and the red plum blossoms bloomed and withered in front of the court, that he realized the neglected details in the empty courtyard. Then, a final letter quietly appeared in front of him, shattering all his "beliefs."
It turned out that she had used her departure as a pretext and a well-planned lie to give him a future without the burden of illness.
"Husband, ten years is enough, don't think about it."
When deep love has become a habit, and when farewell is silent, he suddenly realizes that this long-lasting daily life is actually the last tender tragic song she composed for him at the end of her life.
Purpose: Don't live up to the most precious affection by taking things for granted.