In Nanjing, in the twenty-eighth year of the Republic, snow fell for the first time in ages. He could still vaguely remember the general's expression then, a tenderness he had never seen before.
"The candle wax is nearly spent, and the falling plum blossoms bring a late chill. Let's call you Shen Meisheng."
Before leaving, the general broke off the brightest red plum branch. He remembered that day's heavy snow for the rest of his life.
In the thirty-second year of the Republic, he reunited with the general in Chang'an. But the general called him "Changqing," the lover he had searched for over five years.
He laughed at his own greed and mocked himself for imagining things.
He never knew where love began or where it would end. He sang "Searching for a Dream" for fifteen years, and still never understood it.
"What if I've changed a lot? Would you still fall in love with me?"
"No matter what you're like, I would fall in love with you."
What if I'm not myself?
Every word pierced his heart.
Later, he waited eagerly for the general to come home, but all he got were two sentences:
"You aren't Changqing."
"Xiao Jiu, I'm sorry."
And the general never made it through. He died in front of his lover's grave, but he died smiling.
He buried him with his own hands, along with his shattered dreams and a heart full of wounds...
"The candle wax is nearly spent, and the falling plum blossoms bring a late chill..."
"So from the very beginning, I had become the one the general called Chang Xiangsi..."
"I was only ever a longing for someone far away..."
I would pluck a southern branch and send it with my longing. Winter is not late; the dream in Qing Tang has yet to see the southern branch fall...
The audio drama of the same name is exclusively available on Manbo App. Dear listeners, may you enjoy peace and comfort.
Theme: The world is complicated and the road is long, but we still have the rest of our lives ahead of us. I'll walk beside you.
