The first time we met, she was still a little girl obsessed with swordsmanship. The second time we met, she became much calmer, but she still couldn't let go of the wind and snow in Mount Huashan. The third time we met, she had just turned fifteen and was already a wife. The world has changed.
He and she are dependent on each other, but everyone has their own story and past, and their destiny may not stop at the same end.
This is my first time writing an article. I just want to express my inner story. It doesn't matter if no one reads it.