There was a person living in Zhang Rishan's dream. For nearly eighty years, she would appear in his dreams every night. At that time, he was sure that she was the disaster of his life.
I still remember that in Changsha eighty years ago, Zhang Rishan was not the president of the Jiumen Association at that time, but was still the handsome and jade-faced adjutant who disturbed the hearts of many rich ladies.
In the Second Master's house, there is always a girl in Tsing Yi who plays with Chen Pi every day, embroiders with the girls, and sings operas with the Second Master. She is a lifelong guest of the Red Mansion and will always be recognized as a member of the Red Mansion. The Second Master will teach her iron marbles and Qinggong, and Chen Pi will do everything for her every day. She took time out to catch crabs outside, and Master Jiu loved to teach her chess and medical skills. Master Eight would teach her all kinds of calculations. She was the most graceful female actor in the troupe. She should have been so pampered and spent her days in Changsha, but she lost her heart with the person beside Buddha.
I still remember that one glance at the overpass, it was ten thousand years.
She met Adjutant Zhang in the spring when she was seventeen, fell in love in the summer when she was nineteen, and passed away in the winter when she was twenty. She only remembered that every year on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, her heart would feel inexplicable pain.
Due to the bond of blood, she and her brother would remember each other every time they lost their memory, but this time was different. A vague figure appeared in her memory. She didn't know what that person looked like or what his name was. She only knew that the way he was wearing a military uniform and galloping on a horse was beautiful, so beautiful that she couldn't get close to him.
When she introduces herself to others, she likes to say: "My brother's name is Zhang Qiling."