She was 8 years old that year, and he said: "Ashu, my exquisite stone fell there, go and pick it up for me!"
So she had a high fever that wouldn't go away for several days, and it took her half a month to get out of bed.
When he was 9 years old, he said: "Ashu, my jade is lying there, go and get it for me!"
As a result, her entire arm was bruised and swollen, and she was still weak after half a year.
When he was 10 years old, he said: "Ashu, give this chain to my cousin and say that I gave it to her."
As a result, her cheeks were so red and swollen that she didn't dare to look up for half a month.
When he was 11 years old, he said: "Ashu, go to a street and bring me a roast duck!"
So she was forced to become a girl in Chunfeng Pavilion.
. . . . . .
Until she was 18 years old, he said: "Ashu, come here."
But the woman standing not far away had her eyes fixed.
I don't know when I started to keep that silly girl in my heart; I don't know when I started feeling that she who should be by my side became so far away from me. . .