The season when Luorui first saw Ouyang Jinyi was winter. The snow that year was very heavy, covering the entire sky and earth. Only the bright red plum trees in the courtyard showed a glimmer of vitality in the deep winter. Occasionally, the sound of heavy snow crushing plum branches was heard, which made it even more cold and biting to the ears.
The 9-year-old woman was led by an old woman and saw a man in rich clothes and fur waiting in the snow. The man knelt down to face her, his bright eyebrows but warm eyes, looking at her, "Luorui, I am your fourteenth uncle, are you willing to come with me?"
His big hands wrapped around her little hand, and the hot warmth enveloped her. He smiled, "I'll take you home."
Along the way, she stared at the delicate dark lines on his cuffs, and he discovered her inner uneasiness. He picked an unknown purple flower under the colorful fallen plum branches and placed it in her palm.
"Does Rui'er like flowers?"
"I like it."