The first time we met, I was seven years old and he was fourteen. That day he was dressed in blue and picked me up after I fell to the ground. His voice was very nice. He called me Nian'er after his mother. Soon after, news spread in the capital that Prime Minister Li's second daughter fell off a cliff and died. The second time I saw him, I was seventeen and he was twenty-four. That day he was dressed in purple and attending my grandmother's birthday party. I could only look at him from a distance. A few years later, he took great care of me, but married another woman. I told him to treat her well.