Wild Fruit

This novel has been signed for publication and extensively revised. I recommend rereading it~

Blurb:

In 2008, I married Jiang Hai.

He protected me and loved me for my whole life.

I recall those faded scenes from after I was disfigured.

He said, "Lin Wuyun, it doesn't matter."

I had said the same thing to him.

"Jiang Hai, it doesn't matter."

I regret it so much. Those words were too easy to say. I'm grateful he forgave my ignorance.

I followed the path he had taken and began another life.

From then on, a little fruit stand appeared near the school where I used to work, run by a couple who kept their faces covered. Jiang Hai and I never told anyone what had happened. All we cared about was whether the fruit in the shop was fresh each day.

My former students were afraid of me at first. Later, they cautiously came closer and continued to call me Teacher.

The oranges from Luzhou are truly sweet. They were one of the few fruits he liked.

Later, we had children of our own.

Later still, the children left to go to school, and there were fewer and fewer people at home. The most crowded gathering was his funeral.

A whole lifetime of stories can apparently be summed up in just a few short sentences.

At the end of Jiang Hai's life, what was engraved on his tombstone was a solemn national emblem.

# The entire story is told in third person.

# The female lead is engaged.

# I won't answer questions about whether they've done it. If you have lots of triggers, please don't open this.

Theme: True love endures, never abandoning one another.