Mr. Bai, who had guarded the Du Garden all his life, passed away. As the people preparing his body for burial changed his clothes, they found a yellowed old photograph in the inner pocket close to his heart.
The photograph showed a beautiful young woman with braided hair, dressed as a student from the Republican era.
On the back was a line written in fountain pen:
May I join my life with my beloved wife, Chunxiao, and stay devoted to each other until our hair turns white.
This story is set in an imaginary world and has no real-life inspiration. It is entirely fictional, so please don't read too much into it.
Updates when inspiration strikes. Not contracted.
Theme: Treasure the present and strive without ceasing.
Why did I fall into such a shallow trap owo, I really like this kind of subject matter.
Ah, this is my favorite article about the Republic of China!
Wait for the second chapter!!!!