The weathered general dismounted and asked the tea girl on the side of the road: "Auntie, do you know where the soft-spoken tea girl nearby lives?" The tea girl smiled and said: "She married a good family, has no worries about food and clothing, and has heard that she is very good." The general sighed, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and asked you to return this to her for me, thanking her for the tea snacks that year. As the sun sets, the tea lady carefully ties a handkerchief around her wrist and tells the diners that I am happy today and all the tea is half price.
After listening to Chen Li's Xingkongshan all afternoon, one of the comments above is very touching. This story is a very vulgar short story, but I want to give you a very non-vulgar feeling.
Who hasn't been young, who hasn't had a happy face, who hasn't thought that this will last forever, no matter how long it lasts, actors, generals, kings, who will never change their love?
But what is more touching is another comment
Just as the tea lady's eyes were filled with tears, a rough male voice came from behind: "I wonder if there is still a waiter here who can accompany you for the rest of your life." The tea lady turned around slightly stiffly, and the general opened his arms and said, "I'm back."
I don't know if it's a story that ends abruptly or a complete obsession, but...