That heavy fog brought a person to her.
When she was seventeen years old, Shi Niang was frightened by a horseback rider in the fog. A young man got out of the car, with a dark robe and a jade face, and asked her in a warm voice, "Are you okay?" That was the first time she met Tang Nanmo, and it was also the beginning of the story of this life.
He always said that he was a small civil servant, but he often came to her teahouse, ordered a pot of Longjing, and sat there for half a day. In three years, the peach blossoms bloomed and faded, and he changed from an "official" to the person of her heart. On the drunken night, he held her hand and said - "Shi Niang, will you be my wife?"
The marriage was decided and the date was set. But the war came unexpectedly. Overnight, the city was shattered and people dispersed, and he disappeared from her life. Rumors spread, but no one could tell the truth. She refused to leave and stayed in the teahouse waiting for someone who didn't know if she would come back.
Then the fog started again. Later, she finally received news from him, which was only eight words, written on an old thing. Only then did she realize that he had lied to her. But that incident made her reluctant to even hate it.
The fog is hiding in the capital, and the cool tea has not yet been returned.
She is waiting. Wait for the rain to stop overnight, wait for the heavy fog, and then come back with a warm and moist sound——
"Shi Niang."
Intention: Some love is spoken too lightly; some wait, and it lasts forever.