Beaded Curtains Hang Unrolled

Everyone says this is a good match, yet no one believes it will last a lifetime. And then there's a marriage no one can quite explain. Three different romances: some born of crossed wires, some made in heaven, and some utterly helpless. Where will these women end up? What kind of bonds truly tie people together? Siqian, Siqing, and Sijing: three sisters, each making a different choice and each with a different temperament. Will they all find the happiness they imagined, the happiness they truly want? The waning moon drifts past half a window, swallows wander, Alone, I lean against the railing of a small tower and look out. I gaze into the distance: where are the mountains' shady slopes? A string of pearl beads hangs idle, its curtain left unraised.