In recent years, Diqiu City has always had more rainy days and fewer sunny days.
Every time I see the pattering rain, I will think of a person who once loved me very much.
He is the king of Wei State. Everyone calls him Wei Linggong, but I like to call him Ji Yuan.
I don't know if it's a coincidence or other reasons, but every time he makes me sad, it rains. Zhixue said it's because sad people shed tears.
Later he abandoned me, and I left Diqiu on the day he became a father for the first time.
After leaving Diqiu, I went to Yicheng and started another life.
Zhixue said, I was seriously ill and slept for a full month.
Maybe it was because of illness. From that time on, I began to forget a lot of things.
February 20th.
Every year at this time, a man comes to see me. His name is Ji Yuan.
This man was very strange. Every time he came, he always wore black clothes and black boots. He looked at me and said nothing, so we just sat in silence.
He only stayed for one day and would leave the next day in the same black carriage. This habit had been maintained for many years.