She was an embroiderer in a rural village. She wanted to stay in her small yard, waiting for the person she had been dependent on since childhood. She thought she would wait like this for the rest of her life. But just meeting him was the most beautiful beginning, so no matter how tortuous the process was, I just wanted to keep the warmest heart for him.
He used his warm hands to warm her heart, which would never be cold, but he used the coldest sword to prick her heart deeply. He was her younger brother and her closest relative. "Sister, don't you want me anymore?" He hurt the person she loved and kept her by his side.
Forced to be involved in the rivers and lakes, she wanted to hold those warm hands tightly, and when the pear blossoms were blooming most brilliantly, she could embroider a picture of pear blossoms without regrets.
Intention: No regrets in this life, no love or hatred