Baoyuan is from the country. She was sold to the city when she was a child. After the master left, he left behind a huge house. She looked after the house with the old man who stayed behind.
One day when I was fifteen years old, the young master from the provincial capital came back and said that he was in a remote place so he could concentrate on his studies.
The young master was elegant and kind, and taught her a few words. Occasionally, when he talked about the prosperous past events in the provincial town, he would inevitably mention a girl.
Baoyuan knew that the young master had a sweetheart, but without fame and fame, the idea of getting married would be vain.
The young master worked hard to study, and she took care of him with all the basic necessities of life, including food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Unfortunately, things never went as planned.
After the death of the master, the family business plummeted, and the girl from the provincial capital also got married.
The young master abandoned his literary career and went into business, and Baoyuan followed the young master and slept in the open air, traveling all over the country.
One day when he was twenty, the young master met a girl in Jiangbei. This girl looks very much like the young master's sweetheart.
Baoyuan watched the young master get married, and felt that something was missing in his heart.
Perhaps it was because the young master would never look at her again.
She was doing some trivial things in the house day after day, and occasionally saw the young master hurriedly entering the door on the road. The sixteen-year-old boy gradually grew into a mature man. His thoughts were hidden so deeply that Baoyuan would never know what the young master was thinking.
Finally, Baoyuan reached the age of twenty-three.
She handed the money she had saved over the years to her wife, packed the package, and left the house.
Before leaving, Baoyuan looked at the place where he grew up. When he stepped out the door, the heaviness that had been weighing on his heart in those days seemed to have disappeared.
The young master has grown up, and so has Baoyuan.
Motto: As big as your heart is, so big are your dreams
