Han Zhi

End of text [In the past, everyone said that she was clinging to someone. Later, when she became the diplomat who was clad in starlight and whose words were written with precision, he finally learned how to love someone under the clouds. He said: Now, I am looking up to her. [He is the proud son of heaven, and he was born to stand on the clouds where she looks up to him. She is from a humble family, and every step she takes is filled with doubts and cold looks. The gap of seven years, the gap between positions, the depth of class... It took her nearly ten years to fill this gap with her own hands. [Until an unavoidable storm came, she pushed him away with her own hands: "I want to walk a clean path - and the existence of feelings between us will become a stain on you and me."] [In the following years, she embarked on a journey without a guide. Take root in corners where no one sees you, walk through thorns and cold eyes. She struggled, fell, and almost gave up, but never really bowed her head. Until the ideal blossoms in the earthly world, until she stands in the spotlight, calmly playing chess, and making soundful moves. *** Two diplomats, 7-year age difference Intention: True love is not about sacrifice, but about mutual achievement; the best reunion is when I am strong enough to be with you through thick and thin.