On a quiet night, I was sitting in Liu Xiche's arms and heard him humming a prairie-style song. The melody was very familiar, and I turned my head to look at him in surprise.
"Why do you still sing this type of song?"
He raised the corners of his lips slightly, his brows and eyes full of pride, "Many years ago, a little Mongolian girl who showed her teeth and claws taught me this."
I was a little unhappy and depressed, but I still pretended not to care, "Oh. So you like... This song very much?"
He didn't seem to notice my low mood, his eyes were full of shining stars, "This is the song she taught me, so of course I like it."
I sat up from his arms and glared at him sourly, "Since you like her so much, why don't you just take her back and become your concubine?"
"Why didn't you marry her?" He looked at me pretending to be surprised and aggrieved, "I married her twice."
My heart skipped a beat, and I felt bad all over, "What's her name? Why don't I know!!!"
His expression suddenly softened and he rubbed my hair soothingly. "Her name is Tasanto."
I was a little confused, "Who is that?"
"She is Wu Xiyue's wife."
Many years later, when I recalled this scene, I realized how happy I was. There was a man who loved the girl on the grassland deeply and devotedly. Even though times had changed and he had experienced many separations and reunions, even if she had forgotten him and everything...