Years of Warmth

When Shen Wenshuang was nineteen, she met Zhao Sinian, who was twenty-four. Zhao Sinian told her he liked her, and the guileless girl, thinking of all the ways he had been good to her, got together with him. Shen Wenshuang thought they would be together for life, but later he told her he was leaving.

So she hugged the doll he had given her and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Go on, I'll wait for you."

She waited and waited, until the boy who had blossomed in her youth returned. Hugging the doll, she circled around him and said, "I'm waiting for Zhao Sinian."

She kept waiting and waiting, until a classmate she'd crossed paths with in college came along. Once again, she hugged the doll, turned around with a beaming smile, and said, "I'm waiting for Zhao Sinian." After countless seasons had passed, Zhao Sinian came back. Then she said, "Welcome home."

All the complicated feelings that wound around him became a simple, straight line. No matter what, all she wanted was to be with him!