She saw him on a rainy day in September.
He stood under the tree, his white joints holding up a black bamboo-bone umbrella about two and a half feet tall.
He has a graceful demeanor, like a prince coming out of a book.
She couldn't help but picture the wanton romance and lingering flowers in her mind.
Later I found out,
What he sees is wanton romance
His life was one of war and iron horse
"Uncle Five"
"Five... Brother"
The male protagonist is a good guy, don't be afraid. Age difference, 10 years.