"Do you regret it? Do you regret loving her year after year?"
"Excuse me, she used to marry three concubines but was unwilling to marry me. But now that I am dying, she says she wants to marry me. You should ask her if she regrets it..."
I was only 17 years old when I first saw her... I didn't know what love was, I just thought she was so beautiful... The peach blossoms in March were outshone by her... When I saw her again, she smiled at me, as if she blended in with the background, and my heartbeat was so fast that it told me to always love her. I felt that if I couldn't grow old together with her, my life would be over... Thinking about it carefully, I gave the best years of my life to her, and whether she appreciated it or not, I never regretted it...
I only hope that after this life... She and I will never see each other again for eternity.