The Old Friend Sleeps in the Spring of the Old Year

He carved a pear blossom wood hairpin for her, and she embroidered a pear blossom sachet back to him. That year during their outing, they carved each other's surnames on wordless tablets. She said, "When we grow old, we will be buried here." He said, "Okay." Later, she died in the ancestral hall, not knowing that she was pregnant with his flesh and blood until her death. Later, in his dream, he saw himself kneeling in front of the immortal, giving her an eternity to reincarnate in exchange for her doing it all over again. In the third life, they are all alive. She married Prince Rong, and he married his cousin. Every spring, she goes up the mountain and he goes down. Same road, same hour. She doesn't look back, and neither does he. Pear blossoms bloom season after season. He went from black hair to white hair, and she went from a young woman to a house full of children and grandchildren. The wooden hairpin was pressed at the bottom of the makeup package, and the sachet was tied to the waist and was never taken off. She never said forgiveness. But he is still alive. The pear blossoms bloom year after year. He suddenly felt that this was the answer. Intention: Love is the only salvation and the final answer.