You'd Laugh at How Sentimental I Am

Once, hatred’s flames scorched my heart. Alone beneath the mist and rain, I became a lonely soul, grieving for love lost in this mortal world.

Love ended, and the beauty I loved perished. Amid desolate blossoms, she became a butterfly and flew away like the wind’s song.

Words cannot express the longing of parting. The night snow has just cleared; we clasp hands and gaze at each other, brows arched.

Yet the world is so cold. In the jade-carved pavilion, time has worn away the past, and the heart of an old friend has grown cold.

Spring’s chill lingers in the little pavilion, then warmth arrives. The promised meeting seems like a dream, but no one comes searching again.

Looking back, we have forgotten each other in the world of rivers and lakes. If love lasts forever, perhaps I can still recall the rain over Xiaoxiang.

Background music: "Pipa Melody"

All the short stories in this collection are connected. A supporting character mentioned in passing in one story may be the protagonist of another, but each story can also stand on its own. Feel free to read them in any order; the sequence won’t affect the plot. I, Mouxi, haven’t told this series in chronological order from the start. The causes and consequences are only mentioned now and then.

New stories may be added at any time.

Reason stands opposed to emotion; a wistful heart tangles with true love.

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