When Will the Mandarin Ducks Embrace End?

This is the story of Yuanyuan and Yangyang, with the story of Niannian and Taotao woven in as well. It's also a story about two older, assertive women. One is cold and haughty, the other gentle and virtuous; One is arrogant and looks down on everyone, with eyes for only one person; the other is graceful and refined, gentle and kind, and always considerate of others; One is domineering, controlling, and aloof, unable to bear anyone else coveting even the smallest part of her; the other is understanding and approachable, greeting everyone with a smile; One has always done as she pleases, a little menace who could rule the world, yet everyone dotes on her; the other has been clever and sweet since childhood, a well-behaved girl everyone loves and cherishes; Now one is the focus of everyone's attention yet remains unruffled, while the other is adored by all yet stays steadfast... The two had nothing in common, but when the wheels of fate turned, one chance encounter planted the seeds of destiny. Back then, they were still little girls. "What's your name?" "My name is Yuanyuan." "I'm Yangyang! That means we're a pair, because Mom says there's a kind of bird called a mandarin duck. You're Yuanyuan, and I'm Yangyang. Hee hee..." "Hee hee..." Time passed, and the happy days of childhood were gone in the blink of an eye. Who could understand the hazy feelings of adolescence? Your glance, my faint smile. When we looked at each other, I saw myself in your eyes. Did you see yourself in mine, too? We walked hand in hand along narrow country paths. We crossed beautiful mountain ridges shoulder to shoulder. We shared an umbrella, slept in the same bed, and embraced countless times, yet never understood what a kiss meant. All those colorful years and hazy feelings were buried deep in our hearts. In those springtime and rainy seasons of youth came the sadness of parting... We thought it was all over: two separate worlds, far apart, strangers from then on. But the red thread tied around our little fingers was drawn onward by an unseen force, leading me back to where you were. Only then did I understand that everything had just begun...