I have always intuitively understood that people have an extremely important contract with themselves. They must maintain themselves, be able to tolerate all things, be independent and self-reliant, rely on the chance encounter with this planet, adapt to changes, and be persistent like a hound, never giving up.
When Gu Nian met He Ao for the first time, both of them were still in their late teens. He Ao was sitting alone in the corner of the box, the red wine in the goblet in his hand gently grazing the wall of the glass with the rhythm, surrounded by a group of orioles and swallows. It was obviously a vulgar scene, but because of He Ao's gentle and delicate appearance, picturesque eyebrows, and the elegance of a scholar, especially those black and clear eyes, which seemed to be able to peer into the soul.
This sight made Gu Nian think about it for eight years.
It seems that I was born just for this glimpse.