"Hey, Mo!" Linton paused and called his name softly, "You said one day, you will come back to marry me, right?" The undercurrent of sadness surged in her already scarred heart, and her shining black eyes revealed an indescribable light. She used her plain white hands to caress the rapidly withering towering ancient tree over and over again. Tears quietly slid across her beautiful face and fell on the branches of the ancient tree: "It's okay, I'm waiting for you."