Baxia

"Wait for me for ten years." She said it easily enough, but she couldn't make her feet move. He was still so young, restless, with a bright future ahead of him. Would he really wait?

"Don't worry, I'm still young. I'll be just as handsome in ten years." The young man held her hand, his tone light yet almost solemn. "When the time comes, you'll have to marry me. No backing out..."