I thought that my life was destined to find someone I didn't love very much; I would not be hurt because of him, nor would I give up myself for him.
But it turns out that my life has already been rewritten in that piece of silver...
In the winter when I was six years old, the snow fell heavily, making the world look like a flawless white jade. I met him; an orphan with no family background and no one paying attention to him.
Standing quietly under a plum tree, the falling snow soon covered my shoulders; he came to me holding an umbrella and looked at me quietly, his cold eyes reflecting my little figure;
He said calmly, "If you want that flower, I will pick it for you."
I looked at his little face and said arrogantly, "I don't want it, I want to pick it myself; I am the future king, and the whole world is mine, not to mention the little plum blossoms."
He didn't speak anymore, just looked into the distance quietly; the expression on his face was something I couldn't understand at that time when I was young...