I have loved Zhong Huanjing for ten years, sharing his worries and taking care of his harem.
Every year I beg him to accompany me to Jiangnan to watch a misty rain, but every year he says he is busy with government affairs.
Later I saw his Jiangnan trip locked in the box - everything was prepared for Concubine Gao, including boats, umbrellas and cakes. I didn't cry. Taking advantage of his absence, I asked myself to abdicate and left the palace alone.
He caught up with my boat at the ferry and called my name across the river. I didn't look back.
He chased me to the south of the Yangtze River and stopped me on the stone bridge.
I raised my head and said to him: "Zhong Huanjing, you have never felt indebted to me in these ten years. Now I don't need you in my Jiangnan."
(2026.6.27)
Demining:
1. A short story from a first-person perspective, which is different from my original style and is the product of an explosion of inspiration.
2. Chasing his wife in the crematorium, the heroine is the only one beautiful
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Intention: Learn to give up and only love yourself
