I know that the snow in Peiping cannot fall in Hangzhou, and I also know that the flowers in Hangzhou cannot bloom in Peiping.
I also know that my love will not be reciprocated.
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I didn't expect the first snow to fall so early this year, let alone that my love would be reciprocated.
It turns out that the love left in Peiping can be heard by the gentleman in Hangzhou.
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"Ah Sheng, let's meet again on the day when the flowers bloom again in Peking."
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"If this is your promise, then I ask you to take it back."
"Bai Yue, the flower will never bloom again. The flower in my heart has already withered. What are you going to do to make it bloom again?"
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"That ring was given to my first love, Bai Yue. This ring is given to my current wife, Bai Jinghang."
"I am so lucky that I can meet you again in this war-torn day."
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My husband, my beloved husband. He came back to me with the news of victory in the war.
Intention: secret love
