Before, her eyes followed him, caressing every crease.
Later, his eyes also made a pouring rain for her.
In September, a heavy rain came as promised.
It's like a letter from an old friend, gently saying goodbye.
The year she died, she was still three days short of being twenty-three years old.
From then on, the rain in southern Fujian never fell to her place again.
Purpose: live a good life