With the sound of lights and oars, a small boat slowly sailed to the shore.
The man stood on the bow of the boat far away, peerless and independent, brushing off the apricot blossoms on his sleeves, smiling as before. She was stunned, her eyes were slightly wet, and she said excitedly: "You damn fox, give me some money back."
The man shook his head and chuckled, looking like a charmer, then turned around and sailed away.
She was left alone on the shore feeling melancholy.
With tears falling down her cheeks, she suddenly opened her eyes and realized it was a dream.
As soon as I woke up, I couldn't sleep anymore, thinking about that person in my heart: You fucking should pay back the money!